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AI Musical Composition 10
Songs evoke emotions, sometimes the silence of words is enough while the musical notes take shape and life, however, there can also be a poem that accompanies the message... like this one:
Strings of the Distant Horizon
You strummed the wind with hands of grace,
Each note a ripple through the air,
And in the hush between each phrase,
I found you waiting, always there.
Your voice—like twilight wrapped in thread—
Spun tales the tides had tried to hide,
Of whispered vows and words unsaid,
Now flowing with the turning tide.
We walked where footprints melt like dreams,
On velvet paths that shift and gleam,
The sky blushed low, the lanterns swayed,
And time grew soft beneath the gleam.
I saw the stars within your eyes,
Reflected in a drifting shell,
A map to where the silence lies,
And love becomes its own deep spell.
We followed tones too old to name,
Past coral caves and sighing stone,
Each echo carried love’s own flame—
A fire lit in places lone.
No compass knew the path we took,
No chart could trace the curving swell,
But in your arms, the world forsook
Its need to speak, its need to tell.
So play me close in fading light,
Where wind and water bend and weave,
Your melody turns dark to bright—
And gives me all I need to believe.
🎶🎶🎶
This song is a creation created by artificial intelligence.
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By RebeJumperSongs evoke emotions, sometimes the silence of words is enough while the musical notes take shape and life, however, there can also be a poem that accompanies the message... like this one:
Strings of the Distant Horizon
You strummed the wind with hands of grace,
Each note a ripple through the air,
And in the hush between each phrase,
I found you waiting, always there.
Your voice—like twilight wrapped in thread—
Spun tales the tides had tried to hide,
Of whispered vows and words unsaid,
Now flowing with the turning tide.
We walked where footprints melt like dreams,
On velvet paths that shift and gleam,
The sky blushed low, the lanterns swayed,
And time grew soft beneath the gleam.
I saw the stars within your eyes,
Reflected in a drifting shell,
A map to where the silence lies,
And love becomes its own deep spell.
We followed tones too old to name,
Past coral caves and sighing stone,
Each echo carried love’s own flame—
A fire lit in places lone.
No compass knew the path we took,
No chart could trace the curving swell,
But in your arms, the world forsook
Its need to speak, its need to tell.
So play me close in fading light,
Where wind and water bend and weave,
Your melody turns dark to bright—
And gives me all I need to believe.
🎶🎶🎶
This song is a creation created by artificial intelligence.