Bach
my guitar strings
were tightly wand
as I leaned against
the cellos hard surface
clinging hopelessly to the fullness
of a familiar tune bellowing
from a charming piano dazzled
I was softly moved by the harps
descant chanting upon
thee unveiling of the violins
motionless melody creating
a sensational fluttering of bees
beneath the echoing shallow
breaths of my panting lures
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