Monday, March 19, 2012

Day dreams

The gentle sounds of an acoustic guitar creep in
And brings its friendly message to a worldly wanderer
The brooding cello joins and swells;
Moody, but warmly content
Unapologetic snowflakes float and fall where they please
As high notes of a piano tickle his ears
Opera voices deepen his thoughts and take him away

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