Music In Me Poem by Anitah Muwanguzi

Soft heavy drum beats

cut through your reverie-

seep into your consciousness- into your blood-

your skin is tingling with excitement-

soon your heart is beating in tune-

running too fast to keep up


The guitar strums caress you-

he strums you to perfection

the pianist- he plays you to abandon


He's got you right where he wants you-

pushing all the right buttons-

eyes closed, you're drowned in a million sensations

will usurped, you give up willingly-

defenses crumbled, an ashy heap on the floor.



The drumbeats are now louder than your heartbeat

louder than common sense, louder than self preservation

and together they seize your heartstrings.


You taste the molten melt of your resistance,

a crumpled heap of ashes blown away by the sound of the music,

And it won't stop, just goes on and on-



Like Vertigo, your thoughts are just thin misty invisible clouds-

intoxicated on sensation

a forceful heat oozing through your blood

red hot-

scarlet threads tangled-

reason just a memory-

And the smile playing on your lips is the taste of heaven