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