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When I hear this music
I think of you
Crashing through my senses
Like a thunderstorm 
Painting colours inside my eyes

I do not know you
I do not know myself
Things are changing 
Beyond my control.

When it was simple 
The melody was soothing
But the two parts now encountered
Absorb each other
Becoming one

The quickening of my pulse
Takes me by surprise .......

Is it thoughts of you?
Or is it just the music?

(C) Pixievic



◄ Synaesthesia

Ghost Dancer ►


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Vicki Ayers

Thu 24th Mar 2016 12:53

Wow! Thanks guys - I'm so pleased you liked it!! X

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Thu 24th Mar 2016 11:36

Idea first, then a few, well-chosen words for maximum effect - a true skill.

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Lynn Dye

Wed 23rd Mar 2016 21:50

I love this too, especially 'painting colours inside my eyes'.

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Alexandra Parapadakis

Wed 23rd Mar 2016 18:06

Love this, especially the last 2 lines

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