New Poem

He moves in a straight line,

With so many just like him.

Creating something unlike anything ever heard.

 

All he is, is simple shapes,

Yet without his presence,

The world seems a little less beautiful.

 

He is so much.

So many styles,

So many beats,

In so many keys.

All coming together in perfect harmony,

Confusing yet brilliant.

 

In only moments he will make you feel so many things.

Joy, laughter, sadness and hope.

 

And as soon as you think you really understand him,

He changes,

and then is gone,

Leaving you with only his words stuck in your head.

Always wishing for more.