#bass
#fretlessbass
#Poetry
Remebering the fretless,
Each curve of you the silent voyage, smooth and deep,
No frets to bind you, only the notes that stretch and blend into one another.
like a whisper
The warmth of you now long distant, yet memories hidden Beneath strings like ghost of battles lost harmonious wood you are a journey of slow connection that unfolds around my soul, Where every scale, every bend remembers the stories.
Now long lost trail. Just aching echoes of the soft evening’s veil.
In fretless realms, the missing notes find their tone.
A tone that wanders, while seeking still seeking its own return.