one mic

April 14, 2012
By , Brooklyn, NY
The distinct melodic beat begins and my hips subconsciously sway along,
A voice appears and lyrical words spill out of the gifted mouth,
Closing my eyes, I watch the singer in their own world,
Mouth open wide, eyes sealed close, difficult notes hit with ease, clutching their microphone as if their life depended on it.
I recognized the words and sang along.
A duet now, our voices intertwined with each other and danced around the room.
The noise of our souls set free like butterflies and fluttered around the room, gracefully souring around.
As the last note is hit, tranquility washes over their body as their entire body’s muscles unwind.
He opened his eyes as do you.
Then, you hit the replay button.

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