Shostakovich Music Poem by Liza Sud

Always goes under my skin,
especially on my face.
sounds makes my soul clean
and you change the tact of my breath.

music implies solitude!
you can't talk when you hear it.
But it's your solace too!
tet-a-tet - is her dream!

Shostakovich embraced -
and imposes love.
I am never afraid
of his music, but glad!

Want to hear him more.
Stay again and again.
Melodies? - oh no!
He is the master of calm

rhythm and orchestral plots,
levels - but that is plain -
trying him to explain.
Your heart is what he got!