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Music or Love?
by
Linda J. Alexander
Saturday, June 14, 2003
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Music or love . . . sometimes they are the same thing.
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There's a tingle in the air around me.
It ripples my hair at the base of my neck,
Covering me in shivers when it runs into my ear.
It trills in my head as it encircles my waist,
Softening my calloused feet
And slipping me off the ground.
I am levitated as I relax,
Knowing only my smile.
It soothes my hair and pats my neck.
I am gently warmed as it breathes on my face.
Suddenly I am let go and it hums slowly.
We touch the ground at the same time.
Finally earthbound, we both have a ghost of a grin.
Alas, the song has ended.
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