Symphony of the Muse
Arriving here again, my muse, to listen to you speak aloud.
Every color dancing and spinning in my mind, drawing out a symphony,
Creating a symphony of sounds, like a beautiful cacophony!
Heralding that self same symphony, as it dances on my tongue and tastes oh so blissfully!
And ending again, when you've slipped back behind nights darkened shroud.
Every color dancing and spinning in my mind, drawing out a symphony,
Creating a symphony of sounds, like a beautiful cacophony!
Heralding that self same symphony, as it dances on my tongue and tastes oh so blissfully!
And ending again, when you've slipped back behind nights darkened shroud.
♠ ♠ ♠
Another original piece that was quite fun to write, not as spur of the moment as the last one, and I tried to play around with the format a little and use the same word multiple times for emphasis.