Jan 2, 2011

Beats-Marcy Langlais

Behind the closed door

I can feel sounds crashing into music

Vibrations sewn into my skin

Stitched to my hips

Hugging my heart

It fades in and out

Pulsing against the beat of my body

My feet are feathers swaying in the

Draft slipping through the seams in the door

The air is steaming sweetly

Dripping from my lips to my tingling fingertips

My brain and body are

Tangled between my tapping toes

I am dressed in dancing limbs and the

Unbreakable smile pressed against my chattering teeth

I am in sync with the grooves of my mind

This unshakable elation is

Sewn into the vibrations of my skin and

Radiating from my eyes

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