music

music

A Poem by bey

its the way my heart beats
the way i skip my feet

its the way the birds sing
the way your voice rings

its being caught up in the one and two...when the music has left
and your still caught up in the groove

its the slow drag of the needleacross the vinyl forty-five
the way your hips move and hypnotize

its the way i sway and feel the pulse rumble below
the way you cause me to move to you on the flo'

music is alive
and it does for me
what love does for us

© 2008 bey


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Interesting comparison there at the end..love the give and take of the piece..the flow

Posted 16 Years Ago


I agree completely, certain poetry does this for me too. Thank you for reminding me....reawaking my desire to remain whole, smiling at you, Tai

Posted 16 Years Ago



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bey

the peach's pit, GA



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life brings me right back to love. we are squared off, ready to go...toe to toe. obstacles and unfortunate events have rudely opened my eyes to the love i have. family, friends, lovers of old, the.. more..

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