My whole being
dithers in harmony

With each methodical bowing
of your strings.

Fingering subtle
changes in the notes,

And my mood submits to
sensuous altering,

Pulsating your rhythm
finds its way into my lungs,

And a jaded cast crumbles
under the wring

But if you think to
play me by the ear, Fiddler,

Think again, 

For I’m the very Atmosphere
that lets your dulcet melody spring.

- EntangleDesigns

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