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The Musician (Free verse) by Carvaceous

She's in love with a musician His calloused fingers fly across his instrument She's in love with those fingers rough, unfeeling She dances along to the beat A steady strum, Now a fast flying tune overbearing her thoughts She's in love with a musician He plays her between the measures Swaying her hips she dances okay still working on this...any suggestions?

horus8 13-Aug-03/10:34 AM
Just one. More obos and less fodder.




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