he made beautiful sounds
with his fingers
it was like the strings were his bestfriends
better yet his wives striving to be better then the next
competing to get his touch
fighting but not realizing they work well together
and his voice was
unexplainable
it gave me a feeling of joy
the type of happiness that
brings tears to your eyes
peaceful harmonies jolted
with electricity
with melodies that calmed the soul yet uneased the mind
and when the two are put together
its the forth of july
its the best sex you ever had
its winning the lottery
when the jackpot is noooow 3 hundred thousand million trillion dollars
raw music bringing out raw emotion
drawing me closer
wishing i could put him in my stereo
but left with onli a beautiful memory
of a street peddler
wishing for the first time
that the train didnt come
hoping that the sound will
force themselves through the doors
like it did into my heart
into the soul
hoping that i bump into you
i mean into him again
and if not
please let this sound make it to the airways
and out of my stereo
so i can hear wat emotions
sound like
coming out as beautiful music
echoed by the raspy
yet smooth bluesy yet rasta
chords that release your vocals
along with you fingers
that meet the string maybe a bit to often
releasing your message
your me. my needs my struggles
you your thoughts from my brain
restin upon ears of strangers strangy
not thinkin
not listening
but im singing the same things
my poetry into your lyrics damn
hope to see you around mr.strummer man
hear you around i'll be waiting
anticipating
Saturday, March 21, 2009
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Thats Beautiful....im about to take the train somewhere amd give my money away
ReplyDeleteBeautifully written..i like that..
ReplyDeletebeuatiful babygurl
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