Music
Dusk, dawn, morning, and noon,
I find myself always wanting to listen to you.
With persuasive beats that make me want to dance
and rhythms that sway to any arising chance,
I find myself smiling when I listen to you.
What would life be without your diverse voice-
probably empty leaving us no possible choice-,
however your creative vibes make me exceedingly happy
and without you,
my life would be nothing but lonely and empty.
This poem is about:
Me