The tune opened with a distinct hum of energy, which was the magic of creation
As it resonated and pulsated emitting a sensation that tugged on the strings of your heart, whispered words of a love, a passion, that started out in such fashion,
As the strings were plucked gently, it wove a story of sensation, outlining the
Pinpoints of endless hard work and frustration, highlighting nights of the infinite,
The unknown and trepidation, not wishing on anyone the power of humiliation
That invoked a series of a yearning to give into temptation to caress, to breathe
A new feeling of hope that encouraged a sense of abstract improvisation to a single tune itself that pours from the mouth of the artist into the mic, creating a gentle but flowing lullaby in the journey, a sweet craving for a reprieve as the one verse concludes in a breathless pause of an absolute resignation ... when the tune itself renders us as an audience speechless, as the notes reveal an invisible
Score as they dance merrily into place, abstract music that does not actually have
A place to belong, well, they do, actually just within this song...