Earthly Own

Ivory's Song

Modest yet, a beauty nonetheless

never has it ever failed to rejuvenate my soul.

It holds my dreams, sorrows, and love,

that with just one song, can all be unleashed.

Gliding my hands lightly over the keys,

awakened both our spirits to become one.

As both piano and pianist melded together,

to synchronize into a beautiful harmony.

Pianola initiated the chaos that'd follow,

the explosion of a frenzied measure.

Dancing notes, flitted all about the sheets,

burnt with such erratic passion.

As the music filled the air, my heart grew,

swollen with a desperate song, to be sung.

Slender fingers that flew in rapid fashion,

all with the purpose of creating wonder.

But like all candles, such burning intensity,

trickle to a more serene and peaceful manner.

However the flame of will and courage,

continue to blaze in a wake of musical insanity.