electric fingers
stamp out a note
and I feel it in me,
pounding my heart,
erasing that tension of tomorrow,
bouncing up and down within the notes of your song,
and you sing and i close,
the words float through my eyes
and that is all there is;
music, me, words alive and unwritten,
strings, you, waiting to write them,
and that is all i can feel
and i am alone on a bed
and I know