emo

solemn hush of heartbeats
blended with a strong taste of coffee
and a handful of cigar's smog puffed off
triggering a rapid firing nerve-agents
to aflame the darkest inner fire, interacting.
with crashing cymbals and heart rhymed drums.
plucked and strummed by guitar.
an innocently angel looking whispers
with soul lifting voice
encircling the music of a punk.
as her tears fell with the music
her soul screaming chorus ripples her innocence
as tears still falling, her soul now singing
expressively laid the music on her face.
gestures delivered perfectly with her voice.
moving and battering her head.
eyes closed lifting their astral being.
gliding on music's stave,
feeling the comfort of nirvana's edges.
as flesh sweats furiously
solemn heartbeat into rock pounding being
jumping to reach gliding soul
and be with it, to nirvana,
to breathe an imaginary bliss
dancing till the music settles
to its solitary place, her heart.