Harmony

noises are muffled
painting past you
circling your head,
reds and blues
echo past me
as they wrap themselves around you.
it sounds like people we know
but i can’t remember;
the sounds are cascading
down your back
washing over you,
they cleanse my mind
and i have never heard things so crystal clear.
purple reverberates through your body
and you can no longer stand still
or up.
on the floor, the pinks surround you
pulsating within you
and it sounds like someone’s breath
ahead of the beat, hyperventilating
but maybe it’s no one’s ragged breathing
but the sound within your own mind
and this resonates within yourself.
you lay back as the pinks morph into yellows
and they reflect themselves back into each other
as you keep your eyes wide shut