Playing the bass

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I close my eyes and I hear the song...

The melody runs through my body....

My fingers feel the cool strings...

I can feel the vibrations of the tune in the air....

I can feel where the changes come...

I can see the music in my mind...

Blue, and gold, yellow, white and red.....

Trails and swirls....ribbons and rolls....

My hands move of thier own accord...i cant feel them anymore....

The sounds come and meld and flow.....

Rumbles in the night....driving the song....seeing the people move to my rhythm...

Forgetting where I am...My bass and I we meld together.....

It becomes me and I become it.....

And we play..........

bassmeg – Sat, 2007 – 08 – 25 15:29

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nice

nice poem.
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In Eternal Dreams – Wed, 2007 – 08 – 29 01:00