The Noise

The Noise

 

As his fingers

Skipped from key to key

On the witching hour

The noise

Inspired genius

 

As the wind rushes

Through the car window

And her hair is swept back

The noise

Stopped time

 

As the crowd roars

In unison

With pure veracious glee

The noise

Made memories

 

As the waves crash

The salt in the windy air

And the warm sand sooths

The noise

Incepts bliss

 

The bass drops

The guitar strums

The tone shifts

The voice ignites

And time stands free

This poem is about: 
Me

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