The music is your pronunciation, sometimes you don’t even have to sing to sound like a dream.
The way you simply say the words can have an effect on my feelings, even when your choice of words are nothing out of the ordinary. It is just a sentence, but you make it sound so different with your inflection.
A distinctively musical voice can have such an a diverse effect on me, the song in a simple non-sentimental sentence can flash my heart Valentine with pink and red string lights, or my flesh sizzles like a bacon in its own grease. It can cold my toes like waiting for the forever bus in a Chicago blizzard, it can pinch my skin like my over zealous grandma on Sunday afternoon.
eloquent truth
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