The music felt like water,
Cooling heated ears.
She tied her hair back,
Put a hand to her neck,
Heard a subtle crack.
She could smell fresh paint,
Knew she was wearing it, too.
A tremble on her lips,
Vibration on her tongue…
In and out
In and out
In and out
The artist breathed sound
Into the roomscape around,
Wondered how she could
visit worlds, with just her mind.
In and out
In and out
In and out
Captivating herself as the breath
of the wind outside
decided to visit, decided to cry
Let me in
Let me out
Her lips curl up.
Her heart sings out.
Her mind rolls in,
And foggy thoughts clear up,
As she watches the
calm descend,
from a beachhouse
on the shores of her mind.
In and out
In and out
In and out
The colours she makes
Makes the panic pan out
She creates a panorama,
To disintegrate the illusion,
That she is anything less,
than,
This moment —
This breath.
In and out
In and out
In and out
-LughLana
