Appassionato.
Raise my baton,
Conduct the symphony of 42nd street.
Symphonato.
Molding my music
To the rhythm of my body.
Feel the passion
Be the passion
I am passion.
Originato.
Using my surroundings,
Directing the rhythm of the rain on trash cans.
Hurryanto.
Pressing my beat
Needing to push faster
Quicken the passion
Speed the passion
Rush the passion.
Bluranto.
Rushing my fervor
As I approach a yeild sign.
Finishanto.
Ending my piece.
Wondering what I created.
Forget the passion.
Regret the passion.
Overlook my passion.
Appassionato.
Saturday, August 6, 2011
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