Painting that Sound That color Of music That sound Feel drums in your blood Pound The sound Puppet of notes Guitar strums you round That sound That sound Moves you with it Dances your feelings feet Round Rate this:Share this:ShareTweetShare on TumblrPocketPrintTelegramWhatsAppEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related
The link “music” – where is it supposed to go? Nice poem by the way. B
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