Music to my ears
My gravitation... I'm drawn to the harmony like
a junkie to cocaine; allowing the rythem to flow through
my veins; numbing my pain.
The beat contain purification, it rinses away all form of
defecation; the tattered heart... shattered dreams; inner
pieces that's torn at the seam; The melody cleanse my soul
of sordid seeds sewn... ink of tattoos that's been drawn.
Fragments of the theme that remains has me under
hynponisis, my mind... an exotic neurosis;
Swaying like hips to the tune of tranquility; I don't understand
what it is you do to me; but you and I are not fantasy; the reality
of what love is suppose to be.
I dance to the sublime of your heart beat; no more
fears, less tears as I follow the music
I dance, I dance... the note taking a hold of my heart and soul leading us both into a world of the
unknown; just as God designed you, leading me into the end of time.