Adonis part(x and steve

PoetryViolin

She cried for all the broken hearts, Painted everlasetched ting winters –

Floral patterns in ice; A frozen tear to

Soften up the bastard bones.

Bow made love to needy stringIn cooing fling – wanton whispers

Fondled under pianissimos, Caressing callous hearts.

Melodrama swayed in satin sound– Yet the player wasn’t there,

Only creamy song, soothing, yearning, Teasing bitter minds.

I sensed her persevering lonelinessFor beauty of an evening:

Romance of a tune; laughing, Sobbing at the fire.

Then a climax – Writhing passion cutting deep –

Wounding macho flesh,

And all in a work of musical art: Ephemeral stories, yarned of music

Honed impossibly through her tones.

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Resources

• http://www.poemhunter.com/poems/music/Violin

• http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Senses_Fail• http://dixon.patch.com/articles/hall-of-fame-

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Current Projects and Follow Your Bliss: The Best of Senses Fail (2012) article

On July 13, 2011, Senses Fail posted "We are hanging writing new songs and practicing for the shows this weekend." on their Facebook page, suggesting writing for a new album has begun. The band has also been posting various pictures via Twitter and Instagram of them in the studio.Senses Fail announced that they would be going on tour with Stick To Your Guns, Make Do and Mend, and The Story So Far in November.The band then released The Fire on vinyl through Mightier Than Sword Records.Senses Fail has been confirmed to be playing on the 2012 Vans Warped Tour. They will also be releasing a greatest hits album entitled Follow Your Bliss: The Best of Senses Fail which features music from all of their previous albums and comes with an added four-track EP of new songs. The album is scheduled to release on June 19, 2012 in a double-CD package and will be limited to 10,000 copies.

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Poem

• God is the greatest artistTo whom no one can compare, Streaking sunsets very beautiful, Painting rainbows in the air.

Brushing green the hillside scene, Blotting blue the sky above, Splashing flowers 'cross the ground beneath, Shading white clouds with His glove.

Of the wonders God has madeThere is none that is so fairAs the smile He paints upon your faceWhen you realize He's there.

Poem 2• I was never in a league of noble gentlemen

To whom she'd cast polite and flitting smiles, Only distant hope and dying dreams for me! Or perhaps descent into a game of wiles

To give a chance of sipping wine on heady nightsWith her angelic presence to declare; Above, an aura playing out hypnotic hues, And I in awe of blonde cascades of hair.

But no! my tiring soul is sinking in a mireTo haunt me for an age and evermore, forHow could I expect to hold her silken handWhen I am but a soulless ghost of yore?