When the music sounds so much better entering your ears
and that same smile, stays on your face this time.
Small crow's feet begin to grow off your eyes, but you're so fucking happy
that you don't stop smiling or squinting or singing
in your bedroom, with the window open and that cool breeze passes through
and moves along with your now dancing body, wrapping itself around you,
forming small goosebumps as it glides off your skin and lingers on your closed eye lids
as the music fills your body and
you just keep smiling.
