RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Being Held By Music - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Wishing to be in a center of another dimension right now,
yet this music seems to be holding me here.
Pulling at my mind, tugging heartstrings and beating in
the steady tempos that continue to challenge my mind
Rushing up and down measures and chords rapidly without
having to stop and rest, unlike the music and rhythms
have to do.
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