Fate took control
A force to be noted
Unfolded from the start
Of an unknown tune-
A pick against taut strings
Rock the house of our future
Transforming into a dance floor,
Den of movement,
For which we travel through
Until the court rules
Whether our lives
Will be forever intertwined.
When you see the massive black headphones
Enveloping ears with the booming bass
And powering the soul with a newfound life force,
Imagine the concert taking place
In the venue between
An ever-changing dance floor
With a party that never stops supplying energy.
You can see the effect and feel its presence-
The music taking your pain away
Freeing your soul from the pressures of your life
And makes you unstoppable.
You can hear the emotion present in the tremble
Of staccato notes like hiccups before a breakdown.
Your judgment is worth nothing
To the power of music held within,
So push it aside
And enjoy your private show
Of an artist getting lost in their work.
Midnight thoughts
Intrude on seductive sleep
And push it away,
Pulling my mind
Into a late night tango
Of past moments and parallels.
This exhausting dance,
My body moving to the tempo,
Keeps moving to the music
Until my legs can’t keep up.
These thoughts,
These nights,
These unforgettable moments
Make for mental messes
To be ignored- an insomniac’s gift-
Until the next late night
Where my mind won’t stop dancing
To the beats of the past.
Welcomed by wires
Vocals and vibrations
Timbres, tones, tunes
Singing songs
Incorporating instruments
To create the sounds
That whisper sonnets in the air
Healing the hearts of broken lovers
And curing loneliness through the creation
Of a unity of individuals.
She swings and she sways
To the trill of the piano,
With a facade of blonde hair
And the red lips of a vixen
To hide the fear held in her eyes
Of the terminal illness
Dancing in her veins
From dusk ’til dawn.
In front of me
You stand
In black and white
A 50’s dream
With suit-clad arms by your side
Raising up
As if lifted by clouds
To rest on my generous hip
And outstretched hand
As the music begins.
Behind me
Stands my past
With magnified eyes
Waiting for me to get lost
In the distraction of music
And misstep
Landing a sharp-as-a-knife-heel
In the heart of your foot
So they can shout
I KNEW SHE WOULD HURT YOU!
But what’s behind you?
I can’t see
For the room is too dark
From the extinguishing sneers of my past
Reducing the fiery passion
Creating tension between your body
And my own.
But I want to know so badly
Regardless of how hard you try
To stand in my way
I’ll step to the right
And see your face
I’ll step to the left
And you’re there with me.
Hold me close until the song ends
Until then,
We’ll keep dancing
In time and rhythm
Side to side.