I want to hear your music, to
feel it wrap around my body
sliding into my pores,
dancing around my veins,
penetrating my marrow,
infiltrating my blood,
becoming the stuff of my life.
Your voice blocks out all
other noise and becomes
the molecules that gives life to
my rhythm, my thoughts,
my reason (or lack of).
You.
You are more than life itself,
you are the atoms that make it
nice….love the use of music as it can be pervassive, but also intimate…you are the atoms that make it…wow…down to the really little parts….smiles…nice verse…
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love the intensity – the bridge to music – the becoming one with the other completely and without holding back…love it
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Ah – a deep connection here. Not besotted – well a little! But in a very thoughtful deep way. k.
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