The Paradox of Sad Songs
Sad songs surprise my joys
When somber vocabulary my face light up
As I were the little boy in me playing with tender toys
That jump, slump and lump joy in my Cupid cup.
Sad songs like a conditioner curl my concerns
As vicarious experience from my soul
Sift seeds of sorrow in my sympathy urns
Where sad songs in paradox score a bliss goal.
Sad songs warm my whims
When on my guitar tunes of bliss
Abound as strings of sorrow in teams
Rush adrenalin in vein avenues that my lips kiss.
Sad songs simmer my sorrows
Whose gravy in packaged points of view
Titillate tenderness taste buds in rows
That ensure I shall smile in style anew.
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