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Wednesday, March 22, 2006

.weak knees.

Voices dancing together in song,
the ebb and flow of melody
that pulls and releases,
the interplay,
the calling of one deeper.

My knees buckle,
collapse and fall under the
weight of such melody.
The harmony of voices joined together
renders me breathless,
my mouth left hanging agape.

Breathing becomes barely bearable,
and my frame falters flawlessly,
falling...

Why does music affect me so?
Why does it leave me so incapable,
so weak to its tide of melody and rhythm?