Music in Relation to the women I desire
If the women are what i want, music is the cupid to set the mood,It is my nourishment, my food,
My aid, my lover,
My guide, my stength to help tell another,
That there are feelings for her, they lay there deep within,
Music is the twin of the pen,
The translator to what i want to say when words escape my mouth,
When she looks earnestly for body language and that all goes south,
A literal example of "What he really meant to say is this",
"Now overthrow him and get into bliss",
To me thats a friend, one whose really got your back,
True to form keeping you on your toes so that you never slack,
Or fall far from living, seeking what you want most,
Cause if you do, like fire to bread, youre toast!
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