Tonight. The light will be shining on me. I'm supposed to be the star, and yet I'm so worried. The keys will be right there, waiting for me. Black and white silky, ivory keys. Don't worry, I tell myself. And yet I know that I will.
I braced myself for the impact of what the blow would be. Kissing the sleep out of you on that cloudy Saturday morning keeps on running through my mind like the memories are water swirling in a whirlpool, they keep going and going before my eyes and I can't shut it out to sleep. You- God kissing you, feeling one of your arms go under my neck and the other around my waist made me feel like all the harsh silences and sad facts became irrelevant and all that mattered was the way you kissed me by the piano and the way you pulled my body towards you this morning. I'm preparing myself for the blow of you leaving and I don't want to.
And yet again I hear that familiar melody running through my ears. Beautiful and sorrowful it brings me tears. I close my eyes and take a listen, to the music that brings me to a whole new kingdom. But it's nothing special playing that music. It's just a piano that sounds so fantastic.
i listened to the sweet melody you created by the sweep of your fingers curving those delicate fingers making your skin tingle and rattle. kissing each note with a soft greeting but a hard farewell. unveiling your soul and all your intracies