Moved By Music

I was listening to music today
Music I have not listened to for a while
It was music I used to hear often.
Music that was on my mind when I went to sleep.

The tune was the same
The voices the same
I found myself singing and moving with the rhythm
The same as before
No steps
No words
Forgotten.

My eyes closed closing out all the old pictures.
So many of the feelings returned all the reminders of why I played
these songs.
The cotton tee shirt brushing across my breasts,
The feel of a cold floor under my feet created new sensations.

For a few minutes I was lost in a place where I had never really been
before.
Imagined faces and places I have fantasized about
Brilliant images brought to life with the lyrics of the songs.

Could that really be a tear I feel
One
Single tear?
Yet I am not sad
But filled with the passion music has always brought me
Compelling me to move about the room with deliberate movement.

Has it all come together?
The picture clear?
My heart needs to spill
It needs to heat
I remember what song can do for me
Where I can take myself
Who I can take with me.
Where I have been.

One realization came to me
That is that I am alive
I am flesh
Moved By Music

More than "just" a woman.
I suddenly find I have a reason,
A reason to play music
To sing and dance.

Even if it is just in my kitchen
In my bare feet,
With bare breasts against a cotton tee shirt.