Dust lies on piano, its lust to play a tune
Powder upon ballet slippers, in mansion ruin
Come light through weathered window
On chair, on table, on letter marooned
Contents never read, her fear what it reads
Years it sits unopened, as felt be no need
Come light through weathered window
Causing illumination, on doubts, indeed
Music echoes through its musty lingers
Memories enchanted; his long dancing fingers
Come light through weathered window
Onto keys, sprinklings particle bringers
All this sifting silt, effervescent in the air
As her heart was so jilt, and left without a care
Come light through weathered window
Untouched slippers, feet dancing bare
Turning up dust, each and every day
Lady of this mansion, dancing her cares away
Come light through weathered window
Forever in swirls of doubts, she stays
Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
Dust lies on piano, its lust to play a tune
Powder upon ballet slippers, in mansion ruin
Come light through weathered window
On chair, on table, on letter marooned
Contents never read, her fear what it reads
Years it sits unopened, as felt be no need
Come light through weathered window
Causing illumination, on doubts, indeed
Music echoes through its musty lingers
Memories enchanted; his long dancing fingers
Come light through weathered window
Onto keys, sprinklings particle bringers
All this sifting silt, effervescent in the air
As her heart was so jilt, and left without a care
Come light through weathered window
Untouched slippers, feet dancing bare
Turning up dust, each and every day
Lady of this mansion, dancing her cares away
Come light through weathered window
Forever in swirls of doubts, she stays
