Published June 23, 2011
Pull out this glossy amber bench,
Sitting upon its ornate beauty
I’m sitting on top of the world.
Push back the cover, so familiar,
Feel an adrenaline rush.
I’m revealing the treasure trove.
Like pepper and salt,
So perfect together, part of one another.
The keys line up in melodious unison.
Together; forever; complete.
As I turn the page,
Set the book on its caring holder,
My fingers prance in excitement.
Itching to touch the riches;
The ivories and ebonies,
Opposites, but perfect for each other.
This instrument becomes
A part of me as I play;
Melding together in one.
I’m finally whole.
As my fingers dance,
My heart sings an accompaniment.
A note of pure joy enters my soul.
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Oh, totally love this!! I can relate so well to this, as I play piano, and I absolutely love it! This was written so well, and captures exactly what a pianist feels if they really get into the music that they are playing....feeling as one with the instrument. Great job! Keep it up!!!
This is very cool! I always feel this way when I play a nice piano. I once played a two million dollar piano, and I couldn't believe the way it made me feel! But you put the words very nicely on the page; I don't think I would be able to describe it. Good Job!