Rising Music .. Rising Passion

And there he is .. smiling and just looking as marvellous as ever ..
And here I am .. smiling and just looking as eager as ever ..
The surroundings grow a bit blur .. and the only one that is not is just walking beside me .. all is a blend of color and noise except the fresh blue dot in the sky..
One green color mixes along with a small whiff of old .. many faces turned with their eyes staring into the cords of a big board .. but mine aren’t ..
Mine were travelling around , taking in some stray details .. this is where the music started ..
One moment it was just the amazing sense of me .. looking in just the right moment to see the dedication made for me .. and it sent me soaring up high .. high where only I could feel that fresh blue pulse ..
The sound taking off gradually .. and then it was there .. the guitar and the pitch that makes my eyes close, my smile grows, my hand hits my thigh with the rhythm .. and my head searches for his shoulder ..
My eyes pop open to see his smile.. to see his fingers moving in a way I know very well .. and to feel my own fingers moving in a way I know I want them to .. edging just closer through the entities which stubbornly were there forming the blend of color and noise that was not music .. and they seemed to vanish when those two touches met in their own way.. Physical .. spiritual .. it really didn’t matter .. what did was they actually touched ..
That powerful magic that no one could ever resist , block or imitate in anyway .. The certain tone that entwines with passion rising within.. and stirs some feelings completed with a touch so longed for to make me almost tipsy ....
Feels almost like being on Cloud Number 9 .... only a bit better ..