For The Love Of Music

A silence, loud,

paused in a colorful commotion.

Shades of green,

hints of blue,

rays of yellows and rouges too.

Flashing disco lights over a crowd,

music echoing in my ears loud.

A moment,

chaos in happy go lucky motion.

A spin, a twirl, a shake, a laugh,

dancing feet.

Another night where time had no hour glass.

a night in the desert,

inside,

outside,

oh the summers heat.

Lights, cameras, action, everywhere.

The voices,

the movement,

people here, people there.

A sea of existence, a coordinated mess.

Beside me, behind me,

and there he was standing right in front of me.

Roses are red violets are blue,

a sweet scented flavor reminds me of who?

I reached my hand out,

a mirrored reaction,

such a simple exchange,

but wait,

before a pause,

a thoughtful hesitation,

something came to mind.

I need that!

It was just a cold in the dark,

lest, please don't take that!

A strange thought one wouldn't touch,

followed by a cheeky blush.

Returned with a name,

and everyone reaching out,

oh please,

one by one for the same.

A memory before a long lasting calamity,

oh what a bittersweet irony.

But the world is picking up its feet again,

like the edges of a warm smile.

That stays around,

laughter and chatter,

cant it stay in lighthearted spirits,

for a while,

now and for a happy ever after.

If only such graceful things could last forever,

wouldn't that be the epitome of heavenly.

Oh the sophisticated simplicity,

a peaceful serendipity.

A flicker of a flame,

wild, but tame.

In the middle of motion in sound,

what is in the air echoes from the ground.

bringing about a domino effect,

A camera click here a camera click there,

a receipt a passport,

and a cup or a few there was too.

That night was a masterpiece,

hard to forget,

a loud silence, a standstill,

in chaos where hearts met from two.

A rhythm running through,

from hands to feet,

synergy of energy.

Like a chemical reaction,

skipping a heartbeat,

resonant frequency.

'Twas a small adrenaline rush,

a tendency,

to get lost in the beat,

a medicine without touch.

A second, followed by a minute,

an hour becomes more,

love drunk intoxication.

Sipping on a mixed drink,

a missing link,

a cup with purpose.

Like a purposed flag somehow,

saying peace is the mission,

tag, you're it.

Something like a favorite song,

playing on repeat,

fast forward or rewind.

stuck in my head.

On my mind,

saying don’t forget my love,

and wishing I could turn back time.

A million melodies,

a sweet tender kiss blown from soft lips.

Pretty in pink, pretty in red,

Perfect shade of blue,

but there was more than just one hue.

No words,

but staying for love needed few,

a space between,

a perfect scene.

Kind of like dreaming of a modern day fairytale,

a deck of cards.

a king of hearts for a queen of diamonds,

an ace of clubs.

Oh for the love of music,

a second in time,

where attention was all mine.

Like two white roses fresh in a broken glass,

that soon come to wilt as hours pass.

A second time around left them in the ground,

let them grow,

and than I let them go.

Their beauty a memory,

Remaining for infinity,

a four leaf clover, lucky.

Only to become a dream of lip locks,

embodied back into a blanket of reality,

Words from a paper heart,

a drop of star dust in the universe,

a twisted paradox.

Questions,

what things in life are meant to be,

more than just a memory.

Nothings like,

how everything had been,

for the win.

But oh for the sake of harmony,

the intention remains the same.

A noble cause,

rooted in the innocent mind.

The thought that true love had signed to me,

a rose-colored glasses clarity.

Lost in translation,

finding itself,

a release,

some relief.

a bow and arrow.

These are the thoughts,

the poetry,

an unrelinquished dream,

that comes to mind.

A reminiscence of when I caught someone’s eye,

enough for a hi without words.

Before I bid adieu.

It was a connection without conversation,

All the way across the room,

something simple,

oh something small.

Sparked by the adoration of music,

a happy chaos,

and a sprinkle of awe.

Something like love.

Like the wind,

that which you can not see,

but you can feel.

Whether strong, or ever so softly.

One night some time ago,

that is one thing I truly know.

Years went past,

when I look back,

memory from a heart shaped box.

feels like yesterday,

makes me laugh.