THE SONATA
THE SONATAJohanna Vanderspool
January 12, 2012
The ivory keys of the piano
Danced with a vibrato into my soul
As if plucking imaginary strings inside
The melody drifted an intellect
Scaling down roughness built
And bestowing light in caves deep
As the pulsating caress of Beethoven's fingertips, lover's tease
A sway like swans I once watched on the lake long ago on an iridescent day
The sonata filled my darkened bedroom sonorously
With resonance to recall fondly as to not forget my loves,
Yet to chant spiritedly a new future arose from wall to wall, ceiling to ceiling
Notes that trumpeted with affettuoso and hope.
I took a deep breath of this melodious air,
And fell asleep with an enchanted smile...
The ivory keys of the piano
Danced with a vibrato into my soul
As if plucking imaginary strings inside
The melody drifted an intellect
Scaling down roughness built
And bestowing light in caves deep
As the pulsating caress of Beethoven's fingertips, lover's tease
A sway like swans I once watched on the lake long ago on an iridescent day
The sonata filled my darkened bedroom sonorously
With resonance to recall fondly as to not forget my loves,
Yet to chant spiritedly a new future arose from wall to wall, ceiling to ceiling
Notes that trumpeted with affettuoso and hope.
I took a deep breath of this melodious air,
And fell asleep with an enchanted smile...
posted by Only The Lonely @ 10:51 PM
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