The music lifts
but sits
on your soul
take it in
feel it there
resting; but soaring
up and up and up
red and blue and green
yellow orange purple
then you exhale
everything's gone

there's only you and the artist you hold dear
no pain
just an inward silence
awkward gravity as you look around
no one is dancing
not to your music
their own inner music
only they can hear
all a different beat
different genres of souls
bouncing; but standing still