All I Need

The notes play quietly at the epicentre of this room, passing with Dolce through the melody line. It's disputed mass building warmth in me as I close my eyes in ecstasy. The music paints a vivid picture of stars dotting the black sky. My breath slows down and at once I am home.  

The room I live in is empty. I don't feel the cold shudders at it's wake. They may whisper, they may shout and I may doubt at an instant. But never will I kneel again. I stand my ground and I say I don't need. When the time comes, so shall he. For now, I'll close my eyes once more. And the love in music is all I need.