speaker
MUSIC
Music is a beautiful woman in her prime,
Music is a scrubwoman, clearing away the dirt and grime,
Music is a girl child
Simple, sweet and beaming,
A thousand years old,
Cold as sleet, and scheming.
Wise and patient,
Unfathomably kind,
Music is the woman you always wanted to find.
As fragile as a flower,
A single petal of a rose,
And what you think you think,
She already knows she knows.
A system of ribbons,
A multiplicity of ramifications,
Sparkling from her brain down through her core,
A million facets of gossamer sensations.
And you could be
A most inadequate bore.
Music is a gorgeous bitch, ...
A volcano of desire
Makes your blood to boil
As you get higher and higher.
Music is like the woman
Who is like mathematics:
Music is a woman who's true.
No matter how well you know her,
There's always more to learn;
An endless adventure, every day she's beand-new.
Music is that women, who
You'll hope will say,
"There's very few who do a new-do like you do."
But, alas, you're the victim of her coup,
'Cause she can always satisfy you.
Music is the woman
You follow day after day;
Music is the woman
Who always has her way.
The topless chick-
You like to see shake it-
No matter how hard you try,
You never quite make it.
When you don't hear her,
You desperately miss her,
And when you embrace her,
You wish you could kiss her.
- Duke Ellington