The vibrato
Oct 6
1 min read
Updated: 15 hours ago
The blinding lights
sweat dripping
hands shaking
adrenaline
fingers tapping
in anticipation
of the tune
The baton rises
the hair resting on a coil
down a shot
each bow stroke
I feel my chest vibrate
the wood echoes
amplifier of the soul
the blend of sounds
a gourmet dinner
done
quicker than it started
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