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piano.

October 27, 2008

 

she stands and waits

her body curves

revealed by the moonlight

to speak fortissimo verbs

 

she grows weary

her fingers painted

distinct black and white

her patience berrated

 

at last one has come

to open her soul

silence becomes noise

with harmonic tones

 

 

allegro to andante

to allegro again

her heart beats faster

with each chord said

 

now, together they move

in unison as one

as beautiful as staccato

their harmony untouched

 

he tickles her

and so they dance

until moon becomes sun

a legato romance

 

she loves him

and he to her

crescendos everlasting

their song never ends

 

they are music.

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