Silence
No voice
No melody
No substance has been heard in years
Until… you
Erupting from me like volcanic ashes
Just as hot and flesh melting
You
You who spoke bass into this rhythm
We
Marching steps of passion’s borrowed times
I humbly submit to the whims of your beckoning
Already rising and raging within this beat lives the thought and vision of you
Music swarms and surrounds me as memories of your words fill my senses
There is simply no stopping this burn
I’m captivated by you
Enraptured in the energy emitted from you
Caught up in the spectacle that is this… thing
You
You breathtaking, life altering, mind fucking, soul jarring, music rousing…dream
Can I
Can we
Do you
Want
Me
Too?
No comments:
Post a Comment