MusicMusic,Music
Like love and lust, has roots in the soul. You drive me mad with your A notes, Making me wild like a staff with no lines. Kisses placed randomly on paper as notes turn into high screams and low moans.
Love, Like anger flows through my veins and burns me, So does the fire produced by every key you hit. Taking me higher into a world where there is no dissonance, And every sound, from every voice, melts into one word:
Lust, Dances to the sound produced as sweat drips tenderly off your skin. Hands roaming gently; our hearts the bass, beat, and background
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Keep Rockin,
-Regy
kitty, kitty
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Should I cry a little more?
Should I try a little more?
I pay the cost and laugh it off
And do it all a thousand times again
NO REGRETS
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No matter how many years pass by
The thoughts we piled up won't lose their color
Since we can surely meet again some day
Let's laugh then and talk away the night with our memories
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