Drums

A Poem by Sharon Kinsella

Drums,

Rhythmic beats,

Calling my memories,

Dancing in the night.

Songs sing in the hips,

Voices call to me at night,

Speaking of love in voices of strangers.

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Thanks Robin!

perfect beat

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Added on January 20, 2011
Last Updated on January 20, 2011

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