Music

It's magic
It is the Beauty in each of us..
It's the force that quells all fear
The elegant wave that washes away all tears

Music makes me soar in the sky
And fly like a bird
Wings outstretched
Free and full of hope

The peaks and troughs
Of the songs
Make my emotions flow in tandem
As if lost in an intimate dance...
My heartbeat plays along
As does my body...
And before i know it
I find myself engulfed by the magic
That only music brings to life...

Music is the source of strength, that lifts our spirits
It gives us the rhythms that bind us together
The notes that touch out hearts....
The world is empty without music
Life is sans inspiration sans music...

Scorched

Crazy lust
feelings barely veiled
Soaring temperatures

Swaying sensuality
Unbridled attraction
Undying affection
Electrifying proximity

Bodies in full attention
Painfully aware
Oh... that sweet pain
Blood rushing inside
Heartbeats barely discreet

Minds numb
All reason dumped
All resolves left behind

Souls in limbo
In a vacuum world of their own
...a bubble with elastic seams

They look into each other's eyes... Or souls, as they say
For a fraction of a second, reason is understood
In entirety of the game the universe played in bringing them together like this

And then
They close their eyes
And kiss...

Suffers in Silence

She suffers in silence.
She was the one,
That soared in the sky,
The one that sang from her heart.

She was the one,
Who had the spirit to do what none would do,
The courage to do what none could imagine,

But time flew by,
People came to her life,
Caught on by that free unassuming spirit of hers,
But despising that very spirit when it came in their way...
Those people changed her heart,
Muzzled that spirit,
And left her soul mutilated,

Her open wounds now hurt,
With every new touch

She suffers in silence,
In those moments of weakness,
Trying hard not to let the feeling of being trapped alone,
Encapsulate her again.

She picks herself up,
Somehow holding on,
To the broken shards of her looking Glass,
... or are they prices of her own soul she looks at...
She finds solace in all that she still believes in.

In her moments of strength,
That she can make it through,
That she will do what she is meant to do.

As she walks  out of one the doors,
Into a new room,
The old walls laugh at her,
Mirth fills the room,
But she walks out,
Bracing herself,
For the uncharted unfamiliar ground,
She is about to hit,
Yet again ...

Fear of the Unknown

Nameless, almost faceless people,
All around me,
Some driving,
Some cleaning,
Some guarding,
Helping me get through my everyday,
But still revelling in their anonymity...

But they are real people,
Whose families love them,
Families they go back to,
After working hard,
And working hard with their
Un-crushable survival instinct....

Sometimes i want to connect with them,
But fear holds me back,
For to me, and those who care about me,
They are nameless, faceless people,
Unknown people,
To be afraid of,

Always....