Sound WavesAs the cadence of sound grows
The surge of the tide nears
Resonating under my skin.
The rhythm of eighth notes
Form each ripple in the current
Stabilizing a smile.
A change in octave
Triggers a gust of wind
Only carrying more joy.
Even an unexpected modulation
Pushes a parade of swells
Widening my grin.
The crescendo of voices
Builds up the crest of water
Thickening my pulse.
But as the harmonies begin to fade
The wave comes crashing down
The tapping of my foot grinds to a halt
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