Music to my heart
What is poetry without its rhyme ?
It is like a heart without the motivation to beat.
To dance with no music disrupts the flow of thought.
Of rhythm.
Music has this familiarity that stains the message within a message, as how a poem furthers one’s feeling.
To feel it’s beat is to feel the ocean water on your skin.
Cool, crisp, delicate.
To pair with thought and words, creates a new dimension.
A new world to live in.
Fast, slow, sad, angry.
Each song affects somebody somehow, almost like a sea of emotions.
Unable to touch, but able to feel, and painted onto unspeakable words on a slightly ripped up piece of paper.
To you, music.
And your capability to distract my mind into a further space of creativity.
- Allie Gray