My Only Love

Headphones on, volume up, I'm gone. Mesmerizing, the beauty of music, mind numbed as I succumb to its glory. Words pouring into the depths of my eardrums. Zoned out, enticed by its beautiful resonance. Release of stress, lyrics speaking to my soul, molding into the feelings I possess, verbalizing my story, reverberating what my mouth refuses to discuss. So powerful, its influence reconstructs my anatomy, becoming a piece of me, as its bass flows throughout my veins. Ridding me of all incongruity, nothing but harmony remains. Heart beat pulsating, blood racing as with every tremble it shatters my tense-filled casing. Utter relaxation, elimination of all thoughts of devastation as its vibrations synchronize with every breath I inhale. Respiration derailed with each gasp, its grasp upon me more vital than the air I breathe. Love's epitome, falling deep, abandonment of all discretion, overcome by obsession with music's melody.