Pure Music

The music blasts in my ears as her voice echoes,
Her sweet voice, and the sting of the music,
Opposing, cancelling, complimenting, overpowering!

The beat of the drum, the rhythm of her laughter,
The twang of the guitar, harmony of her speech,
Come together in melody, as the sound invades my mind!

Pitch and tone meld, as my senses blend,
They match, they merge, they calm me.
The ultimate high, the ultimate trip, pure Nirvana!

-Aviv Nair
6/6/2008