Smoky filled room, lights gyrating and spreading across
the floors and walls.
Band upon the stage, playing straight and even, their
rhythms touching interior aspects of my creativeness.
Enjoying the total effervescence of colors as they fill
my mind.
Dancing with the notes separately, livening the rest of
attitudes that are floating into this intellect.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem