heady potency

these words are so simple they need no doors.. nothing

unobtrusive they enter and make a place for themselves

their echo reflected everywhere..

pure music.. the rhythm of which is felt in every pore

a beating heart.. the singing in the veins

pulsating nerves.. echoing the rushing sound of blood

forming their own symphony.. a euphony of us

with rising and falling sounds.. heady.. flowing within you

'intoxication' not even coming close to the magical heady potency
of pure emotion strung by words that shone as stars in eyes
so affected by the music within..

you find easy expression and sing the song
as i let you feel.. touch each inflection.. each note..
in this eternal song..
which finds an echo in our hearts
and resounds in heaven
helping us soar with it..

rising and falling.. real yet magical
human yet divine..

where we are ourselves yet one..

like individual notes that merge to make a song

that would forever be incomplete otherwise.....