Delicately Tasting Sounds Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Delicately Tasting Sounds
Slapping intellect with an exciting beat, steadily
drumming into my mind.
Keeping time with rhythms being played, sounds are
delicately tasting the essence of my mind.
Living through every beat, allowing it to touch all
senses completely.
Giving pleasure in volumes of music that cannot ever
be stopped or erased.
Wholly living in writing through rhythms all through
my life.
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4/19/2024 9:53:25 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Keeping time with rhythms being played, sounds are delicately tasting the essence of my mind. Excellent display of Wit... Good tuunz. I love it.