Free Cee Sehguh Asil

SEHGUH ASIL Both of us were very well fed by a flame Each gaze made right what once seemed so wrong You gave me a gift and I was never the same It was the gift of lyrics, music and song But finally I have a freshly found fact, indeed Information you may not know It is a fact my fate has decreed As you stroll with unawareness in tow It’s about words as they relate to music and notes Specifically the songs you bestowed upon me A dozen fine tunes with a flute that floats While waves of wonder flowed upon me The lady lilts lyrics that are razor sharp As the syncopation slices my flesh and soul I pray to a piccolo while my heart hears the harp And when she voices vibrato I’m pacified whether for a half-note or whole So I merely care to point something out About the intricacy of what a man like me learns Each song is a scene that demands I should pout and sadly the song now conveys why our flame no longer burns © 2013 copyright PHREEPOETREE…..~free cee!~