I wish so much that
you had heard me sing
When I tipped back my
head and listened to the throaty melody echo in the stars,
Soaring up note by
note with its own harmony made by the notes striking each other in the air,
moments apart, but together infinite.
And they were dancing
waltzes of every dream I’ve ever had and it was so sad to see them fall back to
the ground after watching them go around and around to the one, two, three of
freedom.
I wish you had been
there to hear my voice take flight and leave my throat for the night to bounce
back off of the moon and fall amongst the stars, shining with them as a soft
echo, the sound like their light.
But I have no
witnesses for my magic trick, and it seems that at that moment I was never more
myself than when I left myself and let me be something else. I wish you had
seen me… soaring up note by note, harmony striking itself in the air.
A world apart, but
infinite.
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