SCHUBERT OR BENEDICT 1962.

As she plays

the Schubert

piano piece

Yochana thinks

on Benedict

even as her mother

stands behind her

listening to her

every note

Benedict's image

fills her mind

the kiss still

feels damp

upon her lips

and cheek

and as she fingers

the Schubert

she senses her fingers

wanting to finger him

her mother says

you missed a note

you are not focusing

Yochana pauses

her fingers

over the keyboard

of black and white

senses her mother's breath

upon her neck

her mother's fingers

tapping her shoulder

and even as

she begins

to play again

it's Benedict whom

she thinks on

and his eyes she sees

in the reflection

of the piano wood

it must flow

her mother says

let Schubert speak

but Benedict's fingers

on her back

as he held her close

are all she feels

as she moves

to the music's pulse

on the piano stool

and as her mother's breath

floats upon her neck

it's his breath

she imagines

is there

and she and he

not there at the piano

but closer elsewhere.

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