Feast of SongsA Poem by BotaniaAttempting to describe how an incredibly beautiful piece can captivate and hold us spellbound, listening intently, savoring every note. Musicians especially understand since they are learning as well.
Album there I bleed for thee
you know my heart and render me each eager note lies helplessly as if by rote you knowingly suspend my feelings in mid-air. Play each note with so much care. Sing your songs and hang them there. Come to me here and everywhere.
© 2015 Botania |
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Added on June 20, 2015 Last Updated on June 30, 2015 |