Blankets
written by: Marcus Boz
@BozandBon
Flowing fingers
Find my inner sanctum
Music appears as a revelation
Over these strings
Blankets of sound
In hues of black
Reds and blues
Warm the air where melody
Rises
Like heat from our bodies
Sweat from our pores
Release as tears from our
Flesh
Crying out the harmony
SingerSongwriter. Poet in my chair.
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