AboveTheRayne

O sweet Ebony and Ivory,
a mild and beauty sweet delight,
your music flows a symphony.
a treasure adored in mind and sight.

O music in thy heart do sing,
a sweet melodic, spiritual song.
Pregnant words fit for a king,
may thy Queen quickly come along.

Sing me blues, sing me jazz,
upon my knees, thy country flows.
Sing me smooth, raz a taz,
O stand upon tips of your toes.

Rest with arms outstretched in joy,
subdued within thy happy pain.
Let thy music flow the ploy,
to bring you back to life again.

Written by: Melvina Germain
Date: Sept. 3/2012
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