this heart with six strings

I day dreamt how I would respond to her waking me up by kissing me…how my eyes would flutter like hummingbird wings as they opened. How I would pull her on top of me and wrap my arms around her. Swallowing my soul…keeping it from escaping my body. The feeling of my body actually being relaxed and content would scare my soul. It’s a moment when you wish you could see music playing in the air… that somehow that’s what love looks like lingering in the air. Watching it move through your body and through the ceilings and walls of your room. You could say love is limitless… that love isn’t silent and it feels. The gentle pressing of her lips and body as she combed my hair with her fingers…could it be the same feeling?

I love how music sometimes is loud and there will be a part maybe in the middle or in the end where an acoustic guitar comes and makes the song a love song. How it goes to another level of feeling…how the music isn’t just being played but felt by the musician…it’s more personal…its apart of the musician. A heart with six strings.