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May 2013
Dear music. I just worked up the nerve to tell you
A few things. Just feelings that I have been having
For a long time.

This is not easy for me. You are such a lovely thing.
Your changing moods leave me confused as soon as I. Think
You are one way. Bang there you go. Leaving me at scratch.

Music my love
All my life you have been a part.
You own my heart.
I cannot speak your language
Not for lack of trying.

Many times I have awakened,crying  in the throes of some  sweet.refrain
Torturing my heart from some distant place.
Time.

Every inch of your body I strivem to touch
As you aged you grew more grand/elegant
Another side of you I Had never seen walks up to my door.

Some new conjure and twist reminds me of so
much of you that I have missed,

My guitar rests in my hand
every now and then. laughing
at my infidelity. lack of attention.

My Saxophone sits in a fetal pose.
In a corner in a case in a snit.

Music honey.This is a one way love
Thing.
Sweet.
My bass/baritone vocal
needs you too.
Please music
I'm begging you
Geno Cattouse
Written by
Geno Cattouse  california
(california)   
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