Beautiful...
              Is this music coming from my computer
As i struggle (unsuccessfully) to do my homework
And not be engulfed by the sheer radiant nature of this
          Beautiful
                     Music

It’s under my skin,
         I can feel it in my blood
                     And in my head even after i take the earbuds out
               It’s stuck up there,
                          Calming me down,
                          Slowing my thoughts,
                          My mind,
                          My heart

            Lifting my soul to a better place,
Filled with the shy and curious creatures
     That appear in my mind’s eye when i listen…

I could listen to this forever
       The overlapping melodies tease my thoughts
                 Away from the disasters of the day
                               And to more pleasing things,
                                                  The world of winking lights and soft edges

             How long have i been listening?
       I don’t know or care enough to question it too much…
It’s getting late,
                   And i should stop and go to bed…
                         But…
                                         I want to keep listening…

I could get lost in this magical place
                               I have been getting lost in this place,
              And it’s a wondrous place to explore...

        The music soothes my weary mind...
Filling me with a sense of
                                Joy...
                                And contentment…
                   A kind of feeling i hadn’t had in far too long

It's quite interesting when you like someone, you start to notice everything about them seems more attractive when it seems normal to everyone else. Their smile seems so much brighter. The sound of their voice is more soothing. Their goofy laugh sounds much cuter. Every little thing about them just reels you in. It's like their imperfections don't seem bad at all. It's funny how our view of someone depends on how we feel about them.

drip drop
the soft pattering
of the August rain
brings a soothing feeling

drip drop
the angry storm burst
giant raindrops
on September morning
urged me in hiding

drip drop
the cold drizzle
of that October afternoon
pulled me into sleeping

drip drop
the crying rain on
that 1st day of November
was missing

drip drop
there's no
playful rain
that 24th of December
only specks of snow were falling

The shelter,
The harbor,
The home,
The heartfelt warmth
Weaving through marrow and bone,
Undulating softness like no other
All in the lulling of a song,
The voice of the mother.

That time that it
rained,
There was suddenly a
soothing of the pain
From your breathless,
ever struggling chest,

Washed, cleared away
by this brief, miraculous event,
By the mere thought of
the heavens crying in your stead.

I've spent years of barely living. I've spent summers full of fear. When I had the chance to tell you that I loved you I knew I should have brought you here, to this over pass I used to sing at though I hadn't been in years, but instead I let you leave with out a goodbye. I watched you disappear.

I used to watch you in the moonlight out of the corner of my eye. I would listen to you breathing as you looked up at the sky. And I know you were counting stars and trying to figure why I could be so painfully reserved as the silence passed us by.

I started having dreams about having finally got it right. I gave you all the letters I wrote you every single night. I told you the things that really matter and I said it all outright. But instead I'd say it with a stammer and follow with a sigh.

You would say I never listen but I don't think you think that's true. The timbre of your voice is soothing; I could spend each night listening to you. I had to give up on the things I wanted and what I wanted most desperately was the chance to follow through with the scenarios in my dreams, but I fear there's nothing left that I can do.

Nurturing & warm
caressing your skin,
I said not a jinn,
or concerned about Sin,
******* your heart,
just let me in,
as lips press your neck,
calming down spirits,
comforting in fridgid nights
baby feels so,
... very right,
elder, yarrow & peppermint
aromatic & pleasantly sharp,
like a sweet sounding harp,
I put a spell,
there in the smell,
emmmm,
so appetizing..
slightly sweet,
& spicy, nice,
surprising treat,
hot lips are ready,
for you purse
my Gypsy love,
for you,
I'm lifting curse,
& healing remedies
massaging shoulders
heated flesh
don't worry everything's
going to be alright, tonight,
I seem to say
& stay, breathless...
find my sun has gone away,
as I await your arrival
or an invitation on some other day,
until then,
I steep a cup,
preparing again,
for the cold.

Cherie Nolan© 2016