Music Night Poem by Matthew Holloway

The music plays
Flowing over me
Plying my soul
Like a multi stringed instrument
I lay in silence absorbed
Falling in and out of love
Feeling each emotion
Dance and twist inside
If music be the food of love
Then allow me to feast
To dine on lyric and note
The richest meal known
Feeds mind and soul
Beauty, beauty, beauty
Music is and should be
A dietary must
So play those records
Those tapes and recordings
And I shall savour
Wondrous music
Of every flavour