THE TASTE OF MUSIC

Like a smooth flow of milk and honey, 
Cotton candy and red velvet,
Sweet palmwine in the morning,
Cuddling with your most cherished one under the duvet,
Like the rays of the morning sun, seeping through my blinds,
Ecstacy in the evening sun, a rush of the gentle winds,
That's the sensation I feel when the tidal waves flow through me.


I'm beginning to wonder if I'm Saul,
And I'm keeping my demons at bay with the soft sounds,
Life plans and aspirations seeming to be on an overhaul,
Yet the sounds of melodic tunes keep my heart sound,
Sane is the perfect term to describe this feeling ,
Orgasmic ripple effect in rows like the ocean- wavy.
The sadness within might be killing,
But my head to the gentle melody I'm swaying.

Never ending like a loop, it keeps resounding in my ears
Soft tissue massage to my worried soul,
Music is the healing I sought-after all these years.
Relief to my brokenness,  that's the goal for sure
Feeling deep in my heart, these sounds hit one nerve to another,
Tidal waves of emotions, taking my shipwreck offshore
Pheeeew, might as well bask in the tenderness of its elation,
My senses heighten, mood lightens, goosebumps lining, climax happens. 

*Deep sigh* 

Writer, not a lover. 
Miah le rêve