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Array ( [sid] => 13515 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Follow Me, Consume Me [time] => 2003-02-28 12:00:00 [hometext] => The feeling you get when you let go of all burdens, thoughts...and just concentrate on one all-consuming activity that leaves you at this intense high point in the universe.
Music...and dancing gives me this irrevocable pleasure. Helps me lose myself and get past all the anger or whatever else I'm feeling at the time. [bodytext] => Music flows over me...drawing me into another realm.
Devoid of responsiblities, of problems...of insane questions.
Flowing through my veins invigorating everything in it's path.

Arms move fluidly, perfectly choreographed...following the sound, the tempting inviting beats,
Adrenaline pouring all over my senses.
Drums smashing all over me, lightning crashing in the distance.
Bringing euphoria in its wake.
Sense of weightlessness
No thoughts...nothing! :))

It moves me, frees me
Just pure uninhibited movement.
Feet tap out on their own accord...a sequence
All sound, all the magic becomes part of me. I listen.

Words wash over me, bringing with it compassion, understanding...happiness.
They speak to me in ways that nothing else can.
Crawling in...they lie there.

Taking me...showing me places,
Music, control me, consume me.
Take me by the hand and
Become me.

It's so real...haunting how I watch my shadow
My moving reflection.
Lost to everything, no-one can take it away.
Music still plays...deep in my soul.

And bemused,
Something inside me...

Smiles. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 246 [topic] => 54 [informant] => Arwen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => happypoetry )
Follow Me, Consume Me

Contributed by Arwen on Friday, 28th February 2003 @ 12:00:00 PM in AEST
Topic: happypoetry



Music flows over me...drawing me into another realm.
Devoid of responsiblities, of problems...of insane questions.
Flowing through my veins invigorating everything in it's path.

Arms move fluidly, perfectly choreographed...following the sound, the tempting inviting beats,
Adrenaline pouring all over my senses.
Drums smashing all over me, lightning crashing in the distance.
Bringing euphoria in its wake.
Sense of weightlessness
No thoughts...nothing! :))

It moves me, frees me
Just pure uninhibited movement.
Feet tap out on their own accord...a sequence
All sound, all the magic becomes part of me. I listen.

Words wash over me, bringing with it compassion, understanding...happiness.
They speak to me in ways that nothing else can.
Crawling in...they lie there.

Taking me...showing me places,
Music, control me, consume me.
Take me by the hand and
Become me.

It's so real...haunting how I watch my shadow
My moving reflection.
Lost to everything, no-one can take it away.
Music still plays...deep in my soul.

And bemused,
Something inside me...

Smiles.




Copyright © Arwen ... [ 2003-02-28 12:00:00]
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Re: Follow Me, Consume Me (User Rating: 1 )
by Varro on Friday, 28th February 2003 @ 01:07:38 PM AEST
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Everyone, I'm sure, would love to escape to an ideal world, especially when things get rough in life. You've painted a nice picture of a parallel world where there is a way out. For me, as well, music and dance are expressions of this, a way to lift off the burdens and drudgery of daily existence. Nicely done.
Varro


Re: Follow Me, Consume Me (User Rating: 1 )
by riverofwords on Saturday, 8th March 2003 @ 08:49:04 AM AEST
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great imgery ..which floats yuo away to an iddlyic setting
excellent write

peace be your journey
terry




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