The solitary pianist played.
alone .
fingers met keys unlocking the subtle, sonorous, secrets  hidden within the music .
Feeling seemed to seep and surge from the pianist playing, puncturing soul and heart.
Dim light illuminated the scene: piano, player, chess patterned perch and nothing else.
Nothing else seemed so close and so far as if reaching out to touch something but missing it by nail lengths.
The music sung to the emptiness.
A sirens call in the dark.
A searching scream.
The song seemed to sink and soar.
The man played more and more.
On and on and on and on and on and on
Sailing that emptiness, seeking sanctuary from himself.
Trying to stop stepping deeper and deeper.
Revolving now, a Waltz with himself.
Solemn song sung for a stolen mind.
Poached personality.
Short,secret, pleasures swapped for a soul.
Sanity set sail, a drift in black.
Swimming and flying and drowning with no way back.

Heavy summer rains.
Bright winter sun.
And the World spun, spun.

Melting ice, are they to blame?
Punished for naught, we bear no shame?
And we think the World, tame? Tame?

Lightning strikes thrice.
Once by morning, twice by night.
And the World fights, fights.

Ancient minder now grows cold.
Anger comes to reshape the mould.
And we think the World, controlled? Controlled?!

When forests burn and chaos rains who is it you think that will remain?
Him so old or us so young? Who’ll be left to say?
The World still spun.

Our children may chase butterflies.
but me?
I’ll stay by your side.

teens may break with the tide
and run off alone with butterflies.
But Not me my dear, I’m by your side.

Other men chose butterflies
and then go off with small goodbyes.
But not you my dear, your by my side.

One steps, Two step
One set, Two: become one...

One kiss, Two kiss
“I’ll miss you Two”:
Become one and the binding is done.

One lies, Two rise:
Butter blonde hair. eager to fly.
Bound in place by chosen ties.

One biles, Two smiles.
Miles and Miles;
Long road ahead and that blue heart is fed.

One wanes, Two wax.
Picks up the slack.
Support at: soul, eyes, back all ransacked.

Two dies, One cries.
Black suit, black tie.
Bindings were broke by thieved goodbyes.

One steps, none step.
Two set:
Two rest, only half is left.