Play me rhythm

I get the blues

so I turn on the blues

a little jazz runs it’s fingers over my spine

and I shudder under its deep emotion

making my heart throb

and beat

while drifting silent

with my eyes closed

so that sleep may take me

into effervecent playgrounds

with wonderous luscious music

that spins my heart

like a top

that doesn’t stop

until it is truly contented.

2 thoughts on “Play me rhythm

  1. I listen to them all, but am to lazy to look up who they are..listening is easier when ones eyes are closed and you are half asleep.

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