i watch intently as he
raises the bow and pauses,
eyes closed and mind focused
with a quick nod of the head,
he moves the bow and
begins to play the medley
the audience is instantly
on the edge of their seat,
watching the quiet boy play
his hands move quickly,
carefully playing each note
without making a mistake
his face is completely blank,
eyebrows furrowed from
a state of concentration
the way he is fully immersed
in the music he is creating
truly mesmerizes me
i am falling in love with him
the same way that he has
fallen in love with his music
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pain, reality, and people
Poetrya poetry collection full of my dark and scary thoughts trigger warning lowercase intended
