
....from the first verse
of the first song you ever played for me,
to my ears came a nurturing,
an understanding,
a kind of peace for me
In me....you've found a place to indulge yourself in
I found a melody to sink my idiosynchrocities in
Here....I've been....
serenaded by candlelight
night after night

Beautiful :)
ReplyDeleteBravo! Beautiful!...-:)
ReplyDeleteReally likin this Joyce. The pic along with it creates the atmosphere of the words.
ReplyDeleteHey,I know this kind of feeling.......
ReplyDeleteNice...
thanks Misty...!
ReplyDeleteglad you like it, exotic....:)
ReplyDeletethanks!
That's the way I felt when I first looked at the smoke..and the color, ..thanks
ReplyDeleteCool..and thank you Tom....:)
ReplyDeleteVery interesting...very bluesy! :) Cool!
ReplyDeletethank you lady!!! and for the pics too...
ReplyDeletethose lovely kind of memories..that special songs ..evoke
ReplyDeleteIt does appear that he is deep in thought absorbing the melodies.
ReplyDeleteyes....yes...thanks lady!
ReplyDeleteit does, Peachy...and I thank you for sharing this write with me...
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