Classic Poem

Music of the heart
music from the soul
as i play these beats
and strum those notes.
i see harmony in the crowd
and the measure of girls.
i love some of them,
because they are soprano high
But the best of them is alto low.
i came across
breathing techniques
That blew my mind.
never before has
my tenors soul
been blown away
but in the end
the ladies, were trapped
in the bass of my voice
never again did
i have to work,
to sin
for it came to past
that every song i played
always had a happy ending