music is key

 

He sits,

deep in the grip

of a love song as it

whips the air into fluffy

pillows, he laps up

the sweet treat

that lands when the beat

sways through,

lifting him momentarily

from his feet.

 

For in that moment,

every nerve tingles,

every heartbeat sings

louder than angels,

clearer than water.

Every ripple on every ocean

shares in that one

vast emotion.

The devotion to you.

Heavens daughter.

 

The swirling song

twirls around

like an incantation sung

from some mystic spellbook,

and the words get inside,

hook themselves to every organ,

as the heartstrings are torn open wide.

So close to snapping.

And still the harmonies rise,

popping like bubbles that fill

the skies.

I feel my hope rise.

I feel elation

as I do when I look

into your blue eyes.

 

I feel at peace,

where the

strangling chords

of day, ring so much

clearer and cleaner.

And in that

momentary flirtation

with the life I see,

I feel palpitations

as my heart

gently weeps

happily,

for love lives

deep within me

in a sea of treasures,

and music is the key

to open the wonders.