the midnight melodies
are ebbing and flowing
like a river never-ending
washing over me
as I lay, drowning peacefully under
pale pools of moonlight,
my back against the grass
with lamentations on my lips,
twirling my earbud wires
between my fingers,
feeling the music
travel through them
like cars on a highway
winding into wonderland,
and I'm quiet
as my mind crescendos
into the loud sparks
of my mind catching
to the fire of the music
like a lit match held to wood,
and my idle thoughts
turn into sparklers
of unbridled creativity—
my pen wanting to pour ink,
to let out this everlasting electricity
hope you like this one<3
love,
mari
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