Her Song

Her Song

The music makes a cocoon into the guitar. They had a conversation together, this the guitar was heard to say to the oud ,”your sounds are so melodic, I hear a certain charm, I am enamored, is it your player or your frame? From which the oud replied her song. Under the sky and tree branches she motioned her strings. The guitar closed his eyes and behold the strings became his heart. A cocoon of wrapped pleasure was felt. Isn’t it that all music becomes a fabric, oh oud sayeth the guitar, “I am clothed in your rhythm and song. To which the oud replied, Yes✨ © Susy Kamber Bird’s Teardrops - Estas Tonne featuring Peia https://youtu.be/hn10okvX19E?si=092-sLiFA6NO6gy4 Fusion - Estas Tonne https://youtu.be/YUuSdrCojPE?si=x17rpfQU9_4QcQt-

2023
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