When it gets into your bones,
like love washing over you,
euphoria mornings in blissful sun,
or evenings of sin sunken
into a breaking moon.
It’s like flying
on the wings of a dream.
The feeling of music
as it sings to your soul.
The raised emotion given wave form.
And on those oceans, we flow.
Our limbs move in rhythmic time
with the depths below, the smoke
that blows across us
like fog covered seas, our bodies
imitating trees, our souls set free.
The feel of music
as it caresses your heart.
Leaves you feeling
like those seas being torn apart.
And as the waves roar and crash,
soaring thoughts thrash in the dark,
fear leaves the soul,
hope takes its place
deep in the heart, and the
rhythm clicks in your mind,
your legs tick in time,
your hands mimic the clock and
the waves crash a final chorus line.
And as the song drifts into the night.
We are a shoreside under moonlight.
Glistening with the joy of life.
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