Music! Music you would declare,

Lose yourself my sweet in the notes…

No scrap that…The thingy majigs

You would say and I would hear 

The smirk behind the words. 

Lyrics baby, you would whisper

There at the very core of your 

Creative essence, swim into them

Sing until your throat is sore 

Then sing a little more. Feel the 

Rhythm in your skin, feel it claw

Beneath the surface as your soul

Vibrates to my frequency…

Music baby…Music. 

But I wonder if there is a single song left

That does not have the essence of you, 

Of us, sweeping through it’s perfect melody. 


Author: blossom666

Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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