Lost BeatA Poem by IndaAnnoying situation.Lost Beat
Violin strings, Guitar strumming And the bass dancing in the wind.
The tenor’s Voice is clear And velvet soft, the women beside you
Likes to grind Her teeth. Now you lost track Of the beat. © 2012 Inda |
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2 Reviews Added on December 23, 2012 Last Updated on December 23, 2012 AuthorIndamiami, FLAboutI love fiction that's gritty and honest and so my stuff is often times like that. I don't have as much free time as I'd like, but i will get to the request in time and appreciate anyone who takes the .. more..Writing
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