Piano, Play Me
Piano, play me
With wordless tune
Through breezeless desert
And 'round the moon.
Piano, play me
On black and white
Pale ivory chords
That gleam in night.
Piano, play me
Forgotten songs
Like footprints, written
To guide me on.
Oh, let me hear
Your thunderous roar
Your soft, sweet ebb
Upon the shore.
Like starlight falling
From skies above
Raise me up high
To fall in love.
Your keys have glory
And notes of gold
Soothe newborn tantrums
And hearts grown old.
How many masters
Composed and wept
Upon your keyboards
While dreamers slept.
Piano, play me
Let me draw near
To music's kingdom
Within my ear.
Piano, play me
Like rain falls down
In hands of rapture
Oh, let me drown.
©By Voo
May 3, 09
7:08 pm
7:08 pm
I think the music is definitely playing you! Tenderly, and moving, like walking along the shore with a gentle breeze moving softly across your face. That's a beautiful poem. That's a beautiful musical piece to compliment it. Well done!
ReplyDeleteI always thought this one was special. thank you
DeleteI just watched the video again and at the 3 minute mark there is a young lady that I recognize wearing a burgundy hat while tipping it with her left hand. She looks like Abbie Stewart. Abbie's an author, journalist and photographer from the UK. We correspond regularly. She writes short mystery stories, a lot of Rod Serling type mysteries. If that's not her, then it's a spittin image of her.
ReplyDeleteI sent her a message to see if it is her. I'll let you know when I hear from her.
I still love the music!