Silky, satin keys leap

Underneath my fingertips;

Living in the moment

With nothing on my mind

Eons away from my problems

And the end of the keyboard

Short and sweet staccato notes

With endless legato phrases

Create knotty, tangled melodies

Complete with harmonic chords.

Broken chords blaze up and down

Like a raging forest fire;

My finesse is the ignition.

Nothing will ever stop me

From working the tender keys

My escape, my freedom, my piano.