Each beat, a defibrillator to the heart,
Pulsating throughout my body to my fingertips
And I feel like I'm drowning in darkness,
Like I'm floating in air in slow time,
As I fall backwards down a cliff
And time and time again, rewinding each moment.
The five-lined staff, extending speedily, like
Fingers reaching out, curling up in my blood veins
Spreading my arms and leaves me dangling,
Like a puppet, like I'm leaping, free,
A brave trapeze artist, no reservation.
I'm rising and falling, like breaths,
Inspired and escaping,
Running on each line,
And stumbling over each note,
Like uncovered treasure, time and time again,
I'm lying on the clef,
Enveloped by time and oncoming sounds,
I'm carried away by sound waves
That leads to places I've never been,
To the same places I've been,
As it travels throughout my whole being.
My song, MTGOF, that I will never tire of listening to,
The one that evokes such ineffable feelings in me.
