Music Life
I am deadly and blunt. There is no preference.
Whatever I play I sing beautifully
Straight to the point, no if and’s or buts.
I’ve been called a sin, too straightforward,
The diminutive Apollo, a spirit.
You see me as the potent wind.
Colors flashed rapidly, vibrant colors. Never been a day without it
It is my home forever more. But it changes me.
Switching and fingers deviates emotions continuously.
I am soft and teasing. A hand pressed against me,
Changing my emotions to her personal needs.
I’ve changed to her type, jazz to rock.
Her ears twitch, and I sing beautifully.
My payment is emotion so raw and sweet.
There is no life without me. She’s here everyday.
Everyday it’s hand to spirit to raw emotion.
A day have never been wasted, we are both so young
Emotions spill continuously, like a warm faucet.
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