Spilled Thoughts Over Tea and Music's Existence

Natashalovely678

Yes , hear me out oh my dearest reader, listen very closely. I want  to share with thee , the moments I have had the privilege of existing in , while wrapped up inside the world of music and tea. Spark ,shiver,and shine, my soul loves these wonderful feelings, forever it will as long as the guitar riffs and various voices,continue to fall through my always opened ears. The sweetness , life changing, gladly welcomed , different teas that find destination within my mouth , makes me sometimes shed happy tears. Yes, I move with no rules as the beats and pounds from grand drum sets , move through my music filled body,like the blood within me ,and mixtures of breath and life,blends. The mouth watering teas that I have the advantage of tasting, helps my broken , and sometimes down right blue, red heart to absolutely mend. All of these different stories and lifetimes come into the light,  within  musical lyrics and take refuge inside musical sounds. My soul has enough love , because of tea , to go all around. Indeed I feel , I love, I cry , I dance, I smile, when absorbing versatile human voices, that are performing with the antithetical objects that they are bringing to life, with their constantly moving fingers. These are spilled thoughts ,over tea and music's existence ,my musical and tea filled body  through this complex life, will forever continue to wonder.

  • Author: Natashalovely678 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 21st, 2017 16:12
  • Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this to share with whoever reads it, my love for music and tea. These two things have really helped get through a lot of things. I know they may seem small to some,but they are very big to me.
  • Category: Reflection
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