Ho Bisognio Mia Musica
Music...
Music is my medication, she drowns my inhibitions and hesitation
with the right track I can become an inspiration
fill a crowd with admiration
but when she's bad I let her know, when she's good I praise her so
Music breaks my heart in two..music makes my heart anew
Her first words, her last..her rhythm, her contrast
I take in all her timeless songs
for longer than lust, they last
Music is my motive, my strength...
my beginnings, my end
my love song that plays
again and again
poem by Craig Parmisan
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