A note,
A line from a song,
And now it's all back-
Ghosts of smells, sensations,
Heat, and a fear so strong I can taste it-
I didn't remember the fear-
Come back
All, surrounding, suddenly.
Hidden in a song just like any other,
A moment,
Buried deep within a note-
The bubble surfaces,
Brings it back-
Full, sharp, and clear-
Before bursting
As the song goes on.
