The Music That Fills Me. Poem by Venessa Glover

</>There's music that seem to whisper in the back ground.
Then there's music that flows through the floor.
Making your heart change beats.
Making your blood boil and freeze.
Vibrating through your bones.
Making your skin crawl.
Lifting up your soul.
Making listening an experience, that you never want to forget.
Making every note sung or played like a breathe freash of air.
And you always have to return for more.
Shattering glass.
Flickering light bulbs.
Shaking rooms and doors.
Scaring people who are uknown to it angelic like voice.
Filling your chest with all emotions.
Sending shivers down you spine.
This is what music teachs me.
And I have so much more to learn.
But for now I'll settle for what I have.
Until music fills my ears again.