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A Thought, A Muse
by Rhonda Maneki
He sits alone in a darkened room,
a shaft of sunlight illuminates
a piano as alone as he is.
He wanders over then sits
behind ivory keys, his
mind is filled with
her face, Tears
begin to form
in his eyes.
He adores her
with each fiber
of his being,
His
tears
fall
onto
the
pearl
of
keys
as
if by magic
sound vibrates
within the room a simple
melody all of its own, resounding
with her essence.
His entire being is rock steady
as is his love for her.
Yet, his tears fall,the notes to play.
With each note his heart fills
the fullness creating life,
breathing love,into a
harmonic gentleness
until the world
is full,of
their song.
It is
what
she
does
best
she makes
him complete.
03/03/2007 Author's Note: I think, of how lonely life is sometimes...
Posted on 03/03/2007
Copyright © 2024 Rhonda Maneki
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 03/03/07 at 11:57 PM Beautiful. I really like this. |
| Posted by Alisa Js on 03/04/07 at 04:03 AM Love is always so amazing, in every context... but when two are blessed with a genuine soul love.. now this, is absolutely incredible...!!! and from reading this one, you are describing a genuine soul love.. indeed!!!!!!!! |
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