Her As MusicA Poem by Arthur Martelby Martin Martel
Her As Music
I've heard folk songs through your ears I have seen them in your eyes talk country through your mouth you speak blues and so do I Could you be so Avant Garde? I've smelt the punk rock in your hair having felt a progression in your touch your lungs are full of jazz your heart beats like a soundtrack Could you be the mix that I desire? You are my new wave we see the chaos in our soul so lets bebop the metal and we can reggae to the birth with the dance of stars and melodies
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Added on December 30, 2014Last Updated on October 27, 2016 AuthorArthur MartelUnited KingdomAboutA young poet between the ages of 16 and 54 ;) Oh and the soul can attain such heights that even tragedy can seize to look tragic. I wish I wrote that :( :D more..Writing
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