Call Me Maybe

It'll start with a breath. Like a hummingbird it'll move swiftly, practiced. Mouth closed, a humm, pushing to escape until my lips part. It is the first note of the song my heart sings. The sound will change, my throat will close, mouth still open, this is the moment. It's all been for this moment. It's not a long sound but it will have traveled through me, I've breathed it a thousand times. You'll know the shape of it now and I'll be watching as my throat opens and the last sound hangs.

Does it call you?