When that
one song comes
on the radio
or jukebox,
iPad, iPod,
Walkman, what have
you, and you
snap to attention.
That one
song, the one that
gives you a
warm shiver through
your whole
body, the one that
makes you
smile.
The one
song, at the first beat,
you
recognize instantly as something
akin to how
you feel inside. How your
soul must
feel, while basking in joy.
The song
that makes you shush the room
so you can
hear that one little part that
makes your
heart pump a little harder,
a little
more full.
It’s that
song that makes your eyes
tear up with
some unconscious joy,
and you wipe
the tear away and think,
“Jeeze, why
does this awesome song make me cry?”
That song
gives you chills, your hair stands
on end, it
feels electric and alive, like you could
dance with
it instead of to it. It’s holding out
it’s hand
for you to take.
The song
that’s a bolt of clarity, that you
sing along
with, close your eyes and nod
your head
with the beat, and makes you
wish for
that sort of peace all the time.
It’s that
song that I want when I look into a
lovers eyes,
it’s that feeling I want when
she looks at
mine. That electric, buzzing,
sparking
feel that soothes rather than singes.
I do believe
in that spark, like a song that
you are
certain will be one of your
favorites
for all of your days, a love
should
effect you in the same way.
That song is
a tattoo, emblazoned,
on your
heart, your head, your soul,
and embraces
you as a lover,
comfortable
with your terrible dance moves.