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With deep rich sound you overflow
Plucked strings elicit dreams
Bassy hints of the afterglow
Vanilla skies and lavender creams

I hear the tones so sweetly
Harken thee to dine with me
The hues enwrap me completely
The color sounds I do see

The timbre enriches the soul
The warmth nurses the sad
Accompanied I am whole
A concerto must be had

Symphonies quell angerlust
Crescendos tempt the fates
Cellos do I put faithful trust
Upon my sensual traits