Air Wave

And when she cut the radio on Everything became so clear I never heard the words to my favorite song; I listened intently. Not only capturing the words But this very moment. Every expression The amount of thought put into this exchanged gesture. What was this It wasn't rock, it wasn't pop It's wasn't the mellow tone of rhythm and blues What was this This explosion that occurred with the next look of her eyes Like psychedelic euphoria Oozing from our lips Erratic heart throbs pulsating through the air waves Connecting us, No matter how far we were