Musical Affair

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    Musical Affair

     The bow ever so slightly caressing the violin
    It wasnt just looks
    It was talent
    That caught my eye it stopped me made me thing about where I could go
    My heart skipped multiple beats and goose bumps came over me
    As if it were a plague
    A drama
    The stories your face told
    A  grimace of perfection
    The notes staccato as I remembered
    They left my mind in awe my heart in your hands and a smile on my face butterflies in my stomach
    Now play my heart as the violin you cradle
    Striking notes of passion and happiness
    To create a master piece
    An arrangement that lasts for ever
    Love me as I loved music

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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