Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Internal Feeling

You are the concert in my heart
In the way, it beats for you
With a soft bass
That you can hear ever so clearly if pressed up against my chest

Its rhythm creates a movement of notes
That speed up when I catch sight of you
Your glowing brown eyes
The way that your body gives off an acoustic sound
So mysterious; yet it draws me in

At this point my body is like a concert
My heart is the microphone
Going out of control
My blood, the music, being received by the audience, my veins
My feelings, the fireworks that light up the sky after the show is complete

I lose sight of you in the crowd
My heart returns to a mellow tempo
With a soft beat
The concert now over, with only the sound of the wind and the night creatures