Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Ca•no•rous \kuh-NOR-us; KAN-or-uhs\

It slips,
and saunters
across the way
up the stairs
of my soul
with each memory,
moment and meticulously
kept secret.
It curves
verves, and vibrates
melodic and methodic-
all in its tenor 
and embrace.
I am speechless, 
rendered helpless
to visions and vexations
tears and frustrations.
I sway, dip
spin and twirl
My body not my own
as it moves in, 
and through me.
Up and down
mixing emotion 
and sound
I cannot
stand: Music