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Clashed Chords

I make my colours clash
Put orange with pink
Yellow with purple along
With unheeded brash black.

Having been so pale and wan
For so many years
Listening to your latest song
Is wanted music to my ears.

Dance with me my love
Let this music play
Finger your frets delightfully
Take me into what we can say.

Clashed colours are easy to see
When listening to your chords
You paint me to life and take us
Away from the rabbling hoards.




Poetry by jenks The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-10-17 at 11:00

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NicholasG
Gaudy had right! Augment the outrageous and diminish the drab. Convention is drudgery!
xox Nick
2010-10-17