It slips,
sips,
and saunters
across the way
up the stairs
of my soul
resonating
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,
out,
and through me.
Up and down
mixing emotion
and sound
until
I cannot
stand: Music
Fall Editorial 2024
4 weeks ago