The passion infused plucking
like each note has a soul of its own
The high notes like pinpricks
Low notes like a loud heartbeat
The sound of content loneliness that taught me happiness
The tempo slows like water shying away from the shore
Peace born out of urgency
Love born out of technicality
The hours given to the tone, timing and tempo
The effort in perfectly letting go
Perfectly unique every time
just close enough to be the same
The beauty in form
The form in beauty
Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 5:37 PM UTC
The passion infused plucking
like each note has a soul of its own
The high notes like pinpricks
Low notes like a loud heartbeat
The sound of content loneliness that taught me happiness
The tempo slows like water shying away from the shore
Peace born out of urgency
Love born out of technicality
The hours given to the tone, timing and tempo
The effort in perfectly letting go
Perfectly unique every time
just close enough to be the same
The beauty in form
The form in beauty
I would love some constructive criticism
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