guitars and drums

Something in the music caught my attention in a new way. I didn’t have to sit there and passively absorb the energies of guitars and drums. A spark caught kindling within my soul. I breathed in the expansive gloom and felt the strength build inside my chest until I wanted to scream, laugh, cry, shout. I looked around at the drama boiling in my unleashed thoughts. I needed to make a stand. I needed to express my anguish loudly.

About David Cain

David Cain, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet - author of Witch, Song of Songs, Journals of Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances and others ...
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