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Sly
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<span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#000066;"><strong>A Harmonious Feeling</strong></span></span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:14px;"><span style="color:#000066;">The sound of music</span></span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="color:#000066;">always draws me closer. It's best compared or described as a magnet to me, and I am the metal attracted to it. </span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="color:#000066;">I enjoy music so much that whenever I am lost, I follow it. I listen to it to calm me down, or to put me to sleep when I am wide awake. It helps me see that I am not the only small fish in a big pond. </span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="color:#000066;">Listening to music live leaves me not only listening to the melodious notes being played, but I also observe the hands that create them. Only talented fingers can play such beautiful notes mended into a beautiful string of melodies and harmonies.</span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="color:#000066;">I watch you play so effortlessly, as if it is nothing, like it is the easiest thing you've ever done in your life, but I am all to familiar with the complexity and difficulty in first learning your first chord. The evidence of your hard work lies in your hands, and I cant help but admire them. The callouses embedded in your fingertips leave me in awe and wonder. </span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="color:#000066;">Then, I forget about it all when I realize just how hard it is for me to believe how your rough, calloused fingers intertwine with my soft and delicate ones so perfectly.</span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="color:#000066;">It's a beautiful combination; a completely and utterly harmonious and melodious feeling,</span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="color:#000066;">just like the music so perfectly strung together that instantly captivates me.</span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span>
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<span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:18px;"><span style="color:#000066;"><strong>A Harmonious Feeling</strong></span></span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="font-size:14px;"><span style="color:#000066;">The sound of music</span></span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="color:#000066;">always draws me closer. It's best compared or described as a magnet to me, and I am the metal attracted to it. </span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="color:#000066;">I enjoy music so much that whenever I am lost, I follow it. I listen to it to calm me down, or to put me to sleep when I am wide awake. It helps me see that I am not the only small fish in a big pond. </span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="color:#000066;">Listening to music live leaves me not only listening to the melodious notes being played, but I also observe the hands that create them. Only talented fingers can play such beautiful notes mended into a beautiful string of melodies and harmonies.</span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="color:#000066;">I watch you play so effortlessly, as if it is nothing, like it is the easiest thing you've ever done in your life, but I am all to familiar with the complexity and difficulty in first learning your first chord. The evidence of your hard work lies in your hands, and I cant help but admire them. The callouses embedded in your fingertips leave me in awe and wonder. </span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="color:#000066;">Then, I forget about it all when I realize just how hard it is for me to believe how your rough, calloused fingers intertwine with my soft and delicate ones so perfectly.</span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="color:#000066;">It's a beautiful combination; a completely and utterly harmonious and melodious feeling,</span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"><span style="color:#000066;">just like the music so perfectly strung together that instantly captivates me.</span></span><span style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"> </span>
| <span style="font-family:'Courier New';"><span style="font-size:12px;"><span style="color:#b30000;">This poem was written by me. Please ask for permission before you use my work somewhere else. Failure in doing so will result in an immediate report on the user.</span></span></span> - <span style="font-family:'Book Antiqua';"><span style="font-size:14px;"><span style="color:#0059b3;">Now then, I just want to say that this is not the first poem I've written and it certainly wont be the last. I guess I'm just writing to write and I may as well share my work with other writers out there. Feel free to share your own poems about music here. :3</span></span></span> <em><span style="color:#00b3b3;"><strong>~Sly</strong></span></em> |
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