pooling in my chest
pulsing, pounding
like the body of a cello
curving echoes
flowing over my skin
advancing, receding
like an ocean wave
powerfully buoyant
curling through my toes
weaving, wending
like the bobbin thread
delicately tugging
sliding down my throat
sinking, warming
like chamomile tea
slowly soothing
the music forever
fills me
drowns me
binds me
nourishes me
(Writer's note: I apologize for the late posting, but the storm knocked out my internet.)
Thursday, January 21, 2010
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