Infatuation

Beach House – Space Song (2015)

She abandoned herself to the wilful notions of her heart.

The voice wrapped itself around her tremulous emotions, and kept them tightly burled, unshy only to the bravest of the seekers.

It released them into the spacious atmosphere, lazily curling its luxurious tail around the consonants of the words.

“Who…are you?”

She breathed.

Rapture had never sounded so glorious.

(An older piece I wrote, based on an epiphany I had from this song)

© Zelda Reville

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