She needed to make noise with him Dance her fingers across aged skin and ivory keys Run her hands along strings pulled tighter than life over bones and muscles that quake and writhe together She needed to feel something with her Heat that burned the scar on the back of her hand and cold that made her chest blister more than the sun could dream She wanted music with anyone The melodic fantasy of emotion as its sung by those who've known it freshly chosen and those who've had it ripened over expanses of time