Poetry Slam much?
The piano floats in on a breath and sings to tunes of songs of birds. It kills my thoughts and ravages my mind causing my head to sway from side. to side. Forcing up feelings of irrepressable, irrisistable flings and rings from ear to ear. From peak to peak. From sea to see those notes that flicker in forms like water like waves like sea. And to rest on my tongue for a moment numbing my mouth. Numbing my heart. Numbing my limbs. Numbing my lips until I kiss this immortal wave into a flurry. To entrance me to dancing, to deliver me to quivering. The notes float and I hear fear like pounding drums like drunk men hum. And you bet your ass it's for me.
God I need a new user pic.
God I need a new user pic.