Dancing DNA

Mark & Rick at Metallica in Denver 6.17.17!

The music begins

A slow rise

The sea of sound

Slowly rolling in

My senses fluidly

Coming alive

The drums

Beating to

My heart

The power cords

Of the electric guitar

Bringing forth

And eruption

Of emotion

The bass

Bringing bone-crushing

Internal intersecting

Then the voice

Kicks in

The perfect pitch

Matching the

Intensity of

The perfectly

Timed beat

My DNA changing

Becoming more

More of

What I’m

Meant to be

Awakening the

Deepening me

Inviting more

Of me

To the surface

My body

Automatically moving

The music’s

Power drawing out

My dancing DNA

Emotions surging

To the surface

The intersection points

Changing me

Never to be

The same

From the music

Blasting through

My speakers

My mind

Cataloging this moment

One I will

Remind myself of

Many times

Going back

Basking in

The beauty experienced

In that one

Perfect moment

Music causing

My dancing DNA

To come alive

Orgasmic experiencing

Never to be

Exactly the same

RLove

11.17.20

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