Music is my movement

The music taps it’s rhythms
Through my veins
Like little heartbeats.
Inflating and deflating my lungs
Full, half and quarter rests.
My feet pace the room
In tune with lyrical melodies.
My mind dizzily spins
Trying to keep up with the tempo.
Oh, the sweet freedom,
Waltzing alone
No care in the world.
Pizzicato, piano, forte
All my movements matching
A beautiful chorus of echos.