She wears the sea
in her eyes
and dances with the sand
beneath her feet
I would swear I could hear
the sun playing on the ivory
keys of her smile
and at night when the wind
is right across the sound
she runs her fingers
through my waves
and lingers while she plays
Für Elise on a black piano.
Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 9:43 PM UTC
She wears the sea
in her eyes
and dances with the sand
beneath her feet
I would swear I could hear
the sun playing on the ivory
keys of her smile
and at night when the wind
is right across the sound
she runs her fingers
through my waves
and lingers while she plays
Für Elise on a black piano.
