Without you, I'm out of my element.
You dangle, long and white.
With you, I keep it composed.
I connect you and out you release everything I want to hear.
I'm plugged in, cool in my own world, allowing my racing thoughts to glide and dance to my favorite tunes.
When you're in my possession, my body wants to be in constant movement.
I close my eyes and tap my hands and feet.
I'm left hypnotized, free to dream, avoiding the meaningless chatters of passersby.
When you're in my ears, I don't expect anyone to speak to me.
I can't hear you.  
I don't want to hear you.
I'm cruising in melodies.

01-2014

#2
This prompt told me to write down all the items I carry with me on the daily.
I wanted to write about a pen but I chose my earphones instead.