I heard the sound of your bass, the vibrations hypnotized my heart. Your lyrical genius was my Siren, my mythological sea nymph that lured me in with a perfected arrangement of syllables that so easily left your mouth. I tried for too long to capture your enchantment. Only to find out that your love is not the kind you can capture. Snapshots of our memories linger imprinted on my heart. Ambitious motivation that is what you possess, that is what I wanted. The more I wanted and tried to possess that the more I lost that in myself. At times you may have absorbed my own reserves. I will always have love for you, that will never go away.
Now I will restore the sound of my very own beat, up-tempo and filled with sunshine. I will create my pulse note by note, in which one day I will dance to with grace and sass. Where I am today I have you to thank for a large portion of one of the larger crescendos of my life. Your hypnosis pulled me out of darkness, more than once in ways you may never know. What's meant to be will be. I can truly and purely accept that.
Right now my hips fluidly rock side to side slithering up and down unsure of how this musical connotation will play out. In that I find an odd immense satisfaction. Rolling my body to the sounds of my heart has given me content in which I've never felt before. A peaceful harmony has girdled my exsistence. I can only imagine where my heart will orchestrate my pirouetted life next as I restore the sounds of my very OWN beat.