Crave
A beat for the islands takes me
away with a single soft strum;
Say it with finesse and with soul,
play me forever with rhythm;
Sick hum I collapse at your feet,
lyric attack like a rogue wave;
Pick that six string my levels rise,
music is the trip that I crave.
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