white and black keys laid in front of him,
his hands rest gently upon them,
smiling towards me his fingers glided smoothly,
white to black and back to white,
His body swaying with the rhythm,
sweet melodies flooded my brain.
In that moment my heart sunk,
emotion filled me with every note,
the sweetest sound I've ever witnessed,
Entrapped in pure romance.
Small mistakes were made,
I would see the anguish rise,
His jawline would tense up,
The right side of his mouth would rise,
This man so ravishing.
my heart warmed for these moments,
he wasn't perfect but more of a unfinished piece,
The irony in that is still with me.
He was the sweetest melody of all,
The way he enjoyed mesmerizing me with these keys,
The way he created himself like no one else had,
A talented man full of hope,
His life and music had become entangled,
He was music and music was he.
I wouldn't mind standing by his side,
Seeing how the notes fit together for his life,
The sound or rhythm he can create,
For my mind loved the sound from the black and white keys,
But my heart sought after the stories behind each key.
Oh how I love thee.
YOU ARE READING
Sincerely Me
PuisiA shy soul that wants to share the thoughts she couldn't before. Some original and free verse poems that I have been working on from time to time. Enjoy and share. ♥
