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.