Drops strung together like threads
When peaceful silence rains
You Jazz, you Blues, you Funk
But today you Soul these streets
Your rhythm knows no bounds
But not everyone can hear these sounds
For they have eyes only for that Rock
That rises at the glimpse of twilight
Like Reggae, your presence stirs my might
With rhythmic beats and infinite drops
Surrendering my love to you
As I’d often do with Pop




Leave a comment