Music

Location

The rhythem exotic

The beat fast

The voice, melodic

Let the music last.

My stress leaving me

as the sound soothes

the way it should be

the way it makes my feet move. 

My life without this

I will never see

the sound like a kiss

a kiss that belongs to me.

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