Music
a wreath of roses, seductive.
gratifying as fine wine,
when faded from the lips
and nectarous symphonies die,
reverberates in the hearts
its scents, long a dweller; a sacred pill
for brokenness,
a muse for ecstasy
The refrains - pervasive in the air,
land, and water;
This gift from the gods.
Copyright © Victor Igiri | Year Posted 2019
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