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and all that jazz

by Maria Massarella



in my dreams
ti sento i hear-feel you
the melody the chords

allure of tones

the immediacy
of mystic percussions

rhythms my pulse

my senses comply
vibrant to the heat of
your hissing arpeggio

in spaces beyond

where you slink me in
to liquid surrender



Posted on 04/06/2008
Copyright © 2024 Maria Massarella

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by JD Clay on 04/06/08 at 03:45 PM

Any musician whoever scored a treble clef can appreciate poetry such as this. In your appeasement you've crafted the perfect adagio, a willing accomplice to a beautiful verse. >>>

Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 04/07/08 at 12:11 AM

"Music" both senuous and sensual!

Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 04/08/08 at 01:09 PM

Angel, this is so very lovely. Shivering beauty, this eloquent poem, yours.

Posted by Alisa Js on 04/08/08 at 09:48 PM

What an esoteric symphony for the angels to enjoy along with us out here... aloha to you from Hawaii.. alisa ;-0

Posted by Charles E Minshall on 05/06/08 at 06:58 PM

Your poem is music to the eye and mind Maria...CharMin

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