I am music
I am music
I am music
I enter the room with percussion
Or a gentle rise
You will feel me beating at skin
Or stirring emotion
I am an ice-blue vein
Ticking in your wrist
I am life
I am music

I remember you
And I lead you to places
You’ve known before
I am music and memory
I was there in the room
When you first made love
I echo your ecstasy
I aid your grief
I will come to your funeral
I am all things to all people
I am music
I am life

I am the loner in the corner
And the dancer in the spotlight
I am laser beam and strobe
Attuned to your mood
I can lift you or sink you
I carry the words
You repeat in my presence
In smoke-wreathed bars
And sun-warmed squares
I will come to your party
And stay the night
I am life
I am music
An ice-blue vein
Ticking in your wrist
I will make you happy
(or sad)
But will comfort you
And make you dance
In my crescendo
I am music
I am music, I am music


© Deb Matthews-Zott (debbizo)