I start with my left hand.
On the one finger.
On the fourth D going up.
I create the rhythm.
Humming long with it
, the same tone,
boring but safe.
Where I am comfortable.
Where I think I am happy.
Then my right hand starts.
Higher.
On the fourth D going down
. Almost the same rhythm as the left,
but so much more.
It changed.
The keys changed and the tone changed
. Majestically and brave and forever changing in excitement.
Out my comfort zone,
but craving to be by its side.
The left follows along with the right,
two different sounds. One bringing the other life,
giving it melody.
That's what you are to me.
My melody.
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 8:09 PM UTC
I start with my left hand.
On the one finger.
On the fourth D going up.
I create the rhythm.
Humming long with it
, the same tone,
boring but safe.
Where I am comfortable.
Where I think I am happy.
Then my right hand starts.
Higher.
On the fourth D going down
. Almost the same rhythm as the left,
but so much more.
It changed.
The keys changed and the tone changed
. Majestically and brave and forever changing in excitement.
Out my comfort zone,
but craving to be by its side.
The left follows along with the right,
two different sounds. One bringing the other life,
giving it melody.
That's what you are to me.
My melody.
