In b flats and
discords,
He strums, vibrates, resonates;
courts me in haunting melodies.
He weeps through piano keys,
whispers my name with each refrain;
pleads for devotion, I hear Him.
Each bar is nearly madness,
too poignant for sensitive ears;
hopeful Lovers - merged in music.
Written
December 30, 2002
In Music
