Music's Caress Poem by Keith R. Mansfield

Music's Caress



Music,
like smoke,
melodies drift
on the air,
their gentle fingers
caressing your soul.
Rhythms,
messaging your
psyche into bliss.
Melting the madness
like a late snow
until,

Bliss.....

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