I have the heartbeats of a musician
My mind is flooded by eighth notes and melodies pound along my skull
Beg to be set free.
  
I don't play.
Never learned how
I long for the words that cannot be said
I yearn for the soaring birds and the lingering notes

Tears swell up
I disappear into a new dimension of my own
I feel the music tell a story
Stories of ineffable love and tragic heartbreak

The ups and downs
The all arounds
I feel it in my bones
I hear it every awakening moment

I long to be a player of music. The mistress of new tomorrow's and better yesterday's.