Convulsing bodies
elegantly dance against the window
in the rain.
The dark crying for entrance
Every heartbeat leaps out of your chest,
yearning for freedom
because it is so enthralled
so impassioned
and the tinkling notes coming from above
playing on your soul
make you cry for some reason.
It is as though you heard them before
in a lullaby
in a nightmare
and they come back to remind you
and your painful nostalgia makes you weep
for something you want, yet fear--
enlightenment?
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