Flowing beats

Eyes closed.

Earbuds in.

Volume up.

And I'm gone​.

The music begins:

soft beats with a gentle voice,

it eats my fears up

and it shakes my mind.

A wave of light 

breaks in through my heart,

and ties its arms around it, tight.

So tight

it explodes,

the wave is released into my body 

and it paints my chest with the sensation 

of a hand pressing down,

it's the hand of music.

It reaches out to my arms

and my body-hairs stick up to let it get through

I can feel the tips of its fingers

touching, but barely, caressing.

The chills.

I let the sound consume my soul

and possess my body,

It fills in my lungs 

and I'm not breathing anymore

I'm floating 

I'm flying 

this is what inspires me.