Music is
the emotion we feel,
the adrenaline
that rushes the blood,
flooding our heads, flooring us
when love walks
through the door.
When we feel like a flower bed.
It is the high
when we see a smile,
and the sounds ring in your mind.
A song, playing on repeat,
as you stand shuffling your feet.
Scared that your heart
won't ever hit the same beat again.
Music is the rush,
the pounding rhythm
of your heart at first sight of your crush.
That first blissful touch.
The sudden onset anticipation,
this new construct,
a creation of something
indescribable.
Love.
Music is,
trying to explain
this unexplainable feeling,
when it's just as mysterious
as the wonders
of space up above.
Music is lust,
that passionate fire inside
that could break down
barriers a mile wide.
Make you travel the world
knowing that in the songs
the world will protect you
all the way back.
Music is hope, the note that plays to say
don't give up, tomorrow is on its way.
Music is love,
something we can't hide
though sometimes we try,
it's there in our songs.
Painted on
in sky high lights
of the most luminous neon.
It's in every stutter we speak,
every flutter,
a winged heart beat
trying to break free.
Every word we speak,
is a love letter formed from all the words
we missed out, hidden and twisted
into an invisible canvas of words.
Crossed out.
That only the right ears
can ever hear out loud.
Thanks for reading
and thank you Sammy Nour for the prompt.
Please take a few moments
to check out my new book "Poetic Outlaw"
available from Amazon
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