Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2012
Black and white,

Only at first sight.





I play carefully,
fingers gliding
Β Β all ways cautious not to strike the wrong note.


Small steps change everything.
Small steps make everything.


You didn't come with a map to follow,
a melody that would sing me home.


So, I follow my heart.
I follow what you whisper to me,
the gentle hush.



Tension tugs with the tight twist of my fingers.

You ease me back, untangling my tight thoughts.

Time is always changing because we both know its
nothing
and
Everything
all the same.


I play by ear, full of fear that i'll forget our song.


Without you,
Im silent.
Without me,
you are just black and white.
Kyla
Written by
Kyla
Please log in to view and add comments on poems