blow my mind

and his guitar spoke a phrase my heartbeat alone understood in a moment where heels lift and necks arch in expectation. almost as if I’ve never felt so much. almost as if all this time I was but an idea between lovers between hips. and oh when his lips parted. chest hovering and sinking in time with the lilting of his velvet vocal cords. it was okay that it was my skin alone that felt the all connectedness of the world in a single realization. an epiphany of the nerves: this was pivotal to perception of instants. kindergarden did not prepare greedy fingers for the individuality of a custom-built moment. this is an awareness I wish to keep for myself. nothing to share but my own winded attempt at reconstructing a moment slowly slipping from the airwaves. a pack of pens laid out on a desk. the more I share the less. I have to keep this to myself. His eyes tightly shut in zealous belief of notes he sings of words he strums. Yes, I do believe I will never tell a soul about the way his pulse ignited my own.

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