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The Piano Tuner

Playing kiss and tell with a broken speak n spell

Like a backward broken record, needle dug into my nerves

Slurring love into a verb, I'm drunk on your curves

I'm broken into black and white and you're a piano tuner

 

I play warped and out of key but together we make hushed harmonies

My goddess of the vinyl sky, the crack and pop of our bodies

I used to trace you as a chalk outline of my favorite hobby

But its the way your fingers play over the bubbles and hammers

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joseph-c
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Apr 23, 2010
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