Hands of silk
The sounds of ivory pings a rapture of eloquent harmony…
My ears focused on key after key like beautiful rain drops…
My every fiber comes to life like never before… like a flower to
Sun my world rises to your melody… Transfixed in emotion I
Channel my thoughts to a blue sky with wisps of powder clouds
Slowly rotating from my vantage in a craft floating on a lake of
Crystal clear water… Brilliant is the day filled with emotion of love
Caring for that held in high esteem only to know all to well it is not
With in reach of myself…So with great abandonment I disband my self
To the memory of what was once a beautiful day, filled with moments of joy filled with your essence never to far from this mans reach.…
Play on so that I may hear your soul reach out to me in one last gasp
Of beautiful ivory pings….
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