I've just realized,

I love the moments, 

seconds, I should say,

before the music starts on a record.

Let me explain:

1st. You turn on the sleek record player,

and you hear the quiet sounds of it rotating.

The buzz, the hum.

The slight crackle.

2nd. Then the vinyl is spinning, circling fast,

slow with slight wind sounds.

The air swims between the peices of the machine 

and through the holes in my heart and soul.

3rd. The music. Your anticipation for the sweet songs.

And slowly but surely the arm finds its way,

the soft sounds sound about.

The sweet love songs dance around your room,

bouncing off everything,

surroundinf you, the warm embrace of sound creating safety.

4th. You. Your low breathes.

Inhale, exhale; you hear it all. You hum.

That humming turns into you singing,

soon you are dancing free and confident.

You are free.