The Music

Back lit through the dry-ice swirl
the player comes to fore
his nimble fingers on the frets
the crowd cries out for more

The singer steps up to the mic
narration in the song
the scene is set, the story told
the crowd sings loud along

The rhythm pounds, the bass is felt
the lights pulsate and shine
the ambience is magical
the crowd claps there in time

The music as it should be heard
and lived and felt and seen
our heroes up there on the stage
the crowd lives every dream

©Jemverse

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