The moment I saw you,
The blue of your eyes,
Your voice, the inflection,
With one word, it implied:
You’d fallen in love before,
You’ve felt winter’s kiss,
My heart pleads, it yearns for you,
my music, your bliss.
Watch the stars fade to gray,
see the moon turn to ash.
Farewell to the Shadowlands.
Among the Stars...
I wait for you.
“I wonder: does the Stratovarius violin feel the same rapture as the violinist when he coaxes a single, perfect note from it’s heart?”
Johann Velásquez
Musician, Composer, Songwriter, Artist
Berklee College of Music Class of 2011
University of Santa Barbara Class of 2015
The dreamer who dared to dream.
http://facebook.com/baby.johann
see the moon turn to ash.
Farewell to the Shadowlands.
Among the Stars...
I wait for you.
“I wonder: does the Stratovarius violin feel the same rapture as the violinist when he coaxes a single, perfect note from it’s heart?”
Johann Velásquez
Musician, Composer, Songwriter, Artist
Berklee College of Music Class of 2011
University of Santa Barbara Class of 2015
The dreamer who dared to dream.
http://facebook.com/baby.johann
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