nevermind the lyrics (I wish I was a writer, pt. 2)

i feel for you because of the music

the rhythm intrigued me. made me want to move

the beat made my heart race .. captivated me

your runs sent a tantalizing rush down my spine

nevermind the lyrics

the surprise violin E# from now and then kept me on my toes

you challenged my body to explore different ways to move,

to express.

nevermind the lyrics

the snare. oh, the snare. exciting.

more, give me more.

i listened to the lyrics

the chorus was hollow and repetetive

the hook, cheesy and catchy.

way too bubble gum to get down with the groove that was moving through my soul

the hook wasn’t a hook, it was simply a needle slowly poking me through my ribs

drawing me in, pushing deeper and deeper

i didn’t realize what was happening.

i didn’t listen to the lyrics.

i was so enthralled by the melody .. the sweet, sweet melody

giving the sweetest taboo, sensually stroking my sweetest desires

desire.

i listened to the lyrics

so many words, but nothing said.

nothing worth remembering, but they certainly left an imprint.

now, all i’m left with is this dance .. this dance i can’t duplicate, but hope to one day be inspired to improvisational(ly) recreate - only better

this time i don’t wan’t to stop. this time i will listen to the lyrics.

please don’t come with that weak shit.

next time,

the dance came from the soul .. something within. something i can’t recreate no matter how hard i try. 

— your lyrics. google’d.

but i appreciate you allowing me to explore, express, and tap into another part of my body i didn’t know existed. i am forever grateful.

it was a beautiful opening, now i’m ready for the show

and

next time, i’m listening to the lyrics.