Notes of Confection

Tue, 07/01/2014 - 14:41 -- meginn

Fingers tingle over keys,

Sounds resound across the house,

Dead silence.

Notes tinkle and drop in my ears like rain.

Delicious ties and cresendos awaken longing and stirs adventure.

Trance-like singing,

Delicate piano and violin duets.

Rock me to sleep and yields pleasing dreams.


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