Music Lover


Music

It feeds a crush

defines a relationship

inspires great sex

It reminds us of an old friend

an ex-lover

or a lost soul mate

It exposes me

eludes me

gives me a new voice

With my time machine stereo

I croon, wail, and growl

along to the spinning plastic or vinyl

For music

I'm such a sucker

obsessed

possessed

forever in love

When the singer sings

I listen

When the player plays

I listen

And when the music stops

I still listen

to the echoes in my mind



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