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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Music is an undying art of soul ~ an abstract eden, where, euphonious unicorns glide in strawberry sonatas, amplifying rhapsody in ballads of flight, when fuchsia feathers tease those jingling breezes, infusing breaths in every lifeless aroma; where I can soar beyond the brushstrokes of symphonies that planktons sing to me, in the requiems of forsaken pearls, crooning with silenced shimmers beneath wavy blues. Maybe, I'm a songwriter without words, and my electric fingers trace the tunes of serene strings, when guitars weave a sonorous guilt midst ruby runes of regrets. I wish to keep swinging in a cosmic cadence, where celestial notes choreograph themselves in the moonwalking mellifluence of lunar legacies. I gossip with neon nightingales, laced with neutrinos and compel them to chant those healing incantations of love and glory, like the forlorn princess - Rapunzel, desiring to feel the glow of familiar lanterns, winged with hazy syncs of unsung yesteryears. I wonder if, I'm not meant to compose crystal canticles in a Disney duet, for, I believe, I'm a soul searcher in the flesh of a soloist, concocting an elixir of my existence through cinnamon anthems of mystical moonrises, as they softly unfold, a million unheard tempos, within tranquil memoirs. I'm the 'maiden of music' resting as a floret on every sepal, yearning to become a unique acapella of nature, where empathy has an ethereal dialect of nurturing spirits and tinkles of magical waterfalls whisper in gentle lachrymose lulls of our ambrosial Mother. When the harmony of my voice, kisses those ivory keys of the heart-shaped piano, they echo a tipsy secret in my sunset skin, making me believe ~ "I'm everywhere in the essence, yet nowhere to be found...", like the sweet scents of hummingbirds, smiling behind that first dusky star. "In each husky hallelujah of ribboned halts and replays, life is a song ~ where every lyric, phrases an ember of end, and when passionate heartbeats shall knit sombre medleys, I will hum in the last 'chef-d'oeuvre'... "
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