Nox Magnus

Tonight, we feasted. Tonight, we listened.
Music did swell as candlelight glistened.

A quartet concerted to play us hits.
Strings casting spells over every wick lit.

A sea of golden light flickers in time…
With the sacred mathematics that strings climb.

Familiar melodies without words’ clues…
Just the perfect sound storm to feed my muse.

Experience shared with my woman wise.
Grab each moving moment; because time flies.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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