Today I took Bernie's music device to the city
I couldn't find my IPOD.
Anyway, his music touched my soul in such a way...
I cried all the way home on the train.
Earlier, his music perfectly complimented my movements
through Penn Station, the ACE and BVFD subways...down
West Houston to our office on B'way.
Made me love him all the more.
2 comments:
now THAT is beautiful, Angela.
It was gut-wrenching. Good thing I had a red bandana in my knapsack.
I was riding on a packed train, kinda embarrassing, but oh well.
Sometimes you just need a good musically induced cry.
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