For The Show

Play the notes one by one.
I love where they come from.
A wish, a dream, its all serene.
Never want to lose this feeling.
So I wait and watch the road.
Hoping I’ll glimpse what’s showed.
Hear the beats and the booms.
Feel the rhyme as it blooms.
Louder the cacophony,
Grand like an ancient prophecy.
Nod my head in time to express,
Just how much I love this.
Period I don’t want to end.
Experience whether alone or with a friend.
And when its over I feel me sink.
Only to recall it all with a blink.
Ecstasy returns with a flash.
Echoes ringing of the bash.
Party in my head,
Even as I slide into bed.

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