“Heart Beat” by chris cohen

Muffled like the sunlight on a snowy day. Gentle like the aroma from a brew of jasmine tea. The doubled vocal harmonies are thin pink ribbons wrapped so many times around the gift of that twinkling melody. They’re like extra whipped cream on a sundae — a guilty pleasure that’s childish and certainly too much. But exactly what you want.

Favorite part: the outro. I savor the ending like the scent of a rose.

Added to dusty rose.


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s