My Own Little Corner of the World

When the ground 

feels as if it is shaking,

Or the world

seems to leave scars at my wrists,

I turn to You.

You. 

Whose soundwaves 

create an ocean

of Serenity.

Whose every tone and pitch

awakens 

every form of sensation

good or bad.

Releasing the tension

Relieving the pain

Relinquishing my soul

to listen carefully

My sweet love,

my music,

I lose myself in you

and I am finally 

free.

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