Monday, March 12, 2012

Interlude...

She lays silently with nothing but the thought of what seems like a dream as the lucidity sets in she's unable to see the line between realms.
He speaks to her in volumes unknown to him, but his voice plays every string to her heart, put life into what was beatless, brought her back to life.

His words speak to her subconscious laying out her every fantasy, not in what she feels in the physical, but what her heart feels. She feels the words calm her nerves, though he's honest she can see the small piece he still hides; The piece he keeps for himself that she knows he wants to share.

His heart strings were loose, she's not deaf to the tune... His pitch is perfect as his soul sings the Melody, no sign of any auto-tune. Sincerity and strength in the pain he's felt, as she synthesizes with his beat she hears the cadence as it slowly begins to march to his bass.

Moving slowly she imagines the moment everything will change, he's reserved in his appearance yet moves with confidence. Her eyes meet his gaze and its as if he hears her thoughts, he realizes she holds a certain strength, a certain mystery that he's yet to find. He's turns away to clear his thoughts and turns to her and wonders ... Could she be the one he's waited for...

He looks back and she's nowhere in sight ... She's awaken from the night...

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