The Beauty Of Music

I make a beat,
this is where you
and I meet.
So take a seat,
pull up a chair
and lets you
and I have a
lovely affair.

I play for you,
I sing for you
all day and into
the silence of
the night.
I give you all
the attention
you need.

I make you
sad
angry
happy
horney.

I make you
laugh
cry
smile
sigh
and try,

I don't judge you.
i encourage you to
be you and I tell
you things that are
hard to admit,
but at the end of
the day you always
have something to
say.
I poke at the subjects
that are hard to say
and that's the beauty
of music.

Still here you stay day
after day in the warmtg
of my comfort;
placing me gently inside
your ears;
letting me make my cacoon
of love inside.

I hate you.
I love you.
I take you.
I break you.
I hold you.
I piece you
together again.

Still I'm the one thing you
listen to when things get
bad
and you get sad,
get mad.

I consume your mind,
yet I free it.
I'm here.
I'm there.
I'm everywhere.
I'm not here.
I'm not there.
I'm nowhere.
I'm where you
need me to be
and that's
the beauty of
music.

I make a beat,
this is where you
and I meet.
So take a seat,
pull up a chair
and lets you
and I have a
lovely affair.

**randomness I suppose. but none the lesss meaningful bc music is a huge part of my life. enjoy.**