Music

Bleh

It is a face with many sides,

It is the rain tapping upon your window.

It plays with your fingers,

It tickles your toes,

It molests your mind,

It seduces your soul,

It makes your thoughts dance,

And tickle your nerves.

It creates art with your body,

It moulds you to its desire,

It dominates your senses,

It slithers through you and glides,

It is a mother’s whispered lullaby,

It is the face with a million sides.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Vartul]

A very good poem,but sometimes i got images of a large python-gliding,slithering.You could change some words(but not if you feel that it would destroy the beauty of the poem.)

[Dannie]

Your rhymes are very insiring.

[ChristianM]

Very cool poem.
Music is often the inspiring spark for my writing.
I get lost in memory and then boom. Story idea. lol
You did a great job describing music's power.

[Crowley]

It is something that I have to have every day, I adore it with all my heart and wish that I was it's lover for sure. Nice observations here, nothing can fill the senses and break down the heart like music, sweets. I really like this.

[i am skeleton jelly]

i can dig it