Music

Dec 22, 2006 23:16

Let me be won over by cheap gimmicks tonight.
Leaving my logic behind
Magic is at work
Wooing me into the plane of fairytales.

Weave a story in your tunes.
Fingers flying over piano keys
Each note a staccato
Beating a beat different from my heart
Yet i am compelled to follow.

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Unimaginable joy can sometimes come from the simpliest thing
Do not question or analyse
Just feel

Although, some should be recreated,
some shouldn't
Lest they lose their magic from repetitiveness.

poem

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