Musical muse

Violin

Red stories it told
From lips like a bow
Stringed tales of gold
Causing flutters below

From lips like a bow
These fiddling sounds
Causing flutters below
The resonance knows no bounds

These fiddling sounds
Of ancient worlds speak
The resonance knows no bounds
That corners of my eye squeaks

Of ancient world speaks
By chords so bold
That corners of my eyes squeaks
Red stories it told

Vera