The bittersweet emotions
Music in my mind
Magically jump to paper
I am amazed, but still heartaching.
What I would give to tell them to someone
to play the music I slaved over.
But yet I am tired of looking at what I can't have.
Great musicians, sexy and sweet. Strong? Who knows.
But either way, not for me.
Is anyone for me?
Once the tune fades out, a memory will remain. Bittersweet.
ReplyDeleteUntil a light breeze comes stepping by
To gather the memory
And cart it away.