I feel the soft refrain beginning deep in my belly,
the words of random songs begin to bubble up and spew forth
a mismatch of different songs different genres different moods
All sung horribly out of tune.
When the music calls my soul can't help but to answer
to find the peace that is sought
to answer the questions
When the music calls there is a message
an overwhelming emotion that becomes a tsunami of feelings
electricity runs through my body
I begin to feel my body moving to a beat that only my heart can hear
tapping itself out through each song
I find my computer and pull up my song lists
sometimes I crave the dark or the angry
sometimes I crave the undying love and loss
sometimes I just need a mix
I need to feel my sexuality pulsing within and without
When the music calls
I become who I am
the person that many will never see
and even less would understand
I hear the message buried in the words
the music speaking to me
a coded message that my body must spell out.
Today the songs flowed forth
the random notes flowing out of me
the silly dances
My heart is singing
the call of the hills reeling me in
the time draws near
A return to my home in my heart
a return to chaos and cold and friendship
new beginnings and goings without
Tonight I poured a glass of Sangria
I grabbed my laptop and my essential oils
to my bedroom my retreat
to let out my emotions
As my husband looks on
confused
and curious
handsome
sometimes distant
with a hint of serious
and a tad of play
I am a lioness throughout
she must roar
it is so hard to keep her in rein sometimes
Essential Oils do help
So does the wine
But my mind craves addiction
wine must be a low priority
I must love
I must be free
I must remain me
I am me
I am mighty
I am confused sexy jealous crazy caring and overflowing with love
I am me
When the music calls
August 11, 2015
Alwildia B. Garcia
