Fletch
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Much liking that Marisa… 🙏
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The first one is special Mark… Savour it…
And that was really good… 👏 Sung with Soul… I really Enjoyed it… 😀
Thank you for sharing… Big moment… 🙏
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Not much wrong with that Mr.Bug… Really Enjoyed it… 🙏😀
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Malevolence
And the light is fading
Plans prevailing
Your conversations feigning
Aspirations, unveiling
And your beauty’s glowing
Confidence is flowing
Your patients is waning
Anticipations, gainingAnd your hands are leading
Slowly revealing
Your body showing
Appreciations, growing
And your breathing’s sustaining
Muscles are draining
Your hunger is raging
Ascendancy, enslavingAnother prize stolen
For your self esteem
Another heart broken
Living your dreamAnd you’ve nothing remaining
Satisfactions reigning
Your desires descending
Annexations, ending
And you’re quietly leaving
Devoid of meaning
Whilst he’s sleeping
Abortively, weepingAnother prize stolen
For your self esteem
Another heart broken
Living your dreamWith charm and intelligence
And your artless elegance
His complete irrelevance
Shows your shallow, malevolenceAnd your light is fading
Loneliness prevailing
Your commitment is feigning
Arrogance, unveilingWith charm and intelligence
And your artless elegance
His complete irrelevance
Shows your shallow, malevolenceAnd your light, is fading
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Beatrice
Fiesole villas, by the hill
I saw you there, so gentile
By the bridge, and the well
To the very depths, of my hellYears had past, on the Lungarno
Besides the banks, of the River Arno
She turned and offered, me her greetings
I fled embarrassed, by my feelingsA courtly love, forever hidden
Unrequited, and forbidden
Her very presence, my salvation
My lonely heart, my fixationLeave your letters, by her tomb
For those you hide, to exhume
Purity virtue, and my solace
In a poets mind, for my only, promiseDivine breathe, lost to lore
I vow to write, nothing more
Unless it’s never, been written before
Of any woman, from any shoreThrough the Inferno, Beatrice lead
Revelation and grace, her ascentLeave your letters, by her tomb
For those you hide, to exhume
Purity virtue, and my solace
In a poets mind, for my only, promiseThrough the Inferno, Beatrice lead
Revelation and grace, her ascent -
Beatrice
Fiesole villas, by the hill
I saw you there, so gentile
By the bridge, and the well
To the very depths, of my hellYears had past, on the Lungarno
Besides the banks, of the River Arno
She turned and offered, me her greetings
I fled embarrassed, by my feelingsA courtly love, forever hidden
Unrequited, and forbidden
Her very presence, my salvation
My lonely heart, my fixationLeave your letters, by her tomb
For those you hide, to exhume
Purity virtue, and my solace
In a poets mind, for my only, promiseDivine breathe, lost to lore
I vow to write, nothing more
Unless it’s never, been written before
Of any woman, from any shoreThrough the Inferno, Beatrice lead
Revelation and grace, her ascentLeave your letters, by her tomb
For those you hide, to exhume
Purity virtue, and my solace
In a poets mind, for my only, promiseThrough the Inferno, Beatrice lead
Revelation and grace, her ascent -
Pick up a used Boss RC30 from reverb… Love Mine… 😍
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Glad you liked it Marty…. 🙏
Gonna form an Abba tribute band I think… 😉
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Thank you Marty…. 🙏
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Hey… Appreciate you taking the time to listen Sherry, thank you… 🙏
There are a load more toe tapping tunes over on the SWR Soundcloud page to…
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Thank you Sherry… 🙏
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Shussh… Don’t tell anyone… Our secret Jeff… Felt Guitar Picks… OSM!!!
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Thanks Jeff… 🙏
I recon that’s ‘cus Stevie made me do some strumming… I hate strumming!
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Thank you Bill… Appreciate you taking the time to listen my friend… 🙏
