Unreal Riffs Poem by Sandra Regan

Countless takes to get it right,
she inspired late that night.
She thinks it's beautiful, he says it's rough,
just like heartaches raw, yet tough.
Resounding riffs not far away,
talk to me, I'll make it okay.
He drifts away on confident strings,
gentle heart song; strong young thing.
Slow and steady, keeping time,
beyond the thoughts, beyond the lines.
His beats explored less traveled notes,
inflicting tempos, truths they spoke.
Intertwined vibes heard clear and unreal,
his poem without words; a gift that heals.
Listening, feeling, rights and wrongs,
life's a book, now play your song.
Sometimes it feels like it's all crashing down,
take a deep breath, I won't let you drown.
Live your destiny and promise me this,
laugh, love, and dive, discover true bliss.
Look up at night skies, and inhale sunsets,
play Riffs in E without regrets.
It won't last forever, in a blink you may miss.
Make it all count, make it a French kiss.
Set free the toxic, be strong and true,
I've been there before, you must melt to renew.
Don't wait any longer, begin it tonight,
Rough? Heck no. Perfection… just right.