valorous heart strings his heart
hands underneath with delight
smile as Yes, pitches do-re-mi
months of serene harana
plucking pinky does orchestra
violin plays longing, warm nerve
joy slams beneath the sheet
with mellows.....cymbals clap
harder... yet, fed delight
grating sounds over the wall
where his piano plays tango
stamping feet...sigh
no. no. no! not mine
whose are those, waltzing
clinging through the leaning wall
when heart beats a fall
the melody within
singing thunder roars
the trumpet horns, banging drums
headbangs bloody fore
fiddling scratches brushing hair
growls, the melody within
I heard of music attuned melody
The voice of Vengea
Attuned my Do-Re-Mi
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