Music

Music

A Poem by Treylee
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Inspired by my husband and his love for music. He turns into someone else when he plays and its a beautiful transformation.

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He sits down in an iron chair

Outside of some café

He pulls from a case his greatest love

A wooden beauty is she

His fingers motion over her

And in that moment they’re one

A beautiful sound she releases

When he begins to strum

And if you watch closely

You might catch a glimps

of his soul dancing

through his fingertips 

© 2016 Treylee


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i always thought that: "Music is found everywhere." You just have to listen, with careful deliberation and dedication. Love for music is a passion...

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Added on February 24, 2016
Last Updated on February 24, 2016
Tags: Music, guitar, soul, man, sounds

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Treylee
Treylee

San Diego , CA



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Im a stay at home mom, a photographer, adventurer, and blogger at wyobab.com. I love to write and have never really felt comfortable putting my pieces out there but I thought why not. Im an old soul w.. more..

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