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Piano Lessons .........a poem

Updated on July 31, 2013
A pixated google image ! Ha
A pixated google image ! Ha

I was stunned by the elegance she exuded
beauty breathing without knowing

The sexuality that speaks volumes
she began and kept flowing

In truth I saw the piano in the
entryway and asked "Oh do you?"

And she sat in a way that haunts me still
her beauty goes right through you

A scar down the side of her face the only
flaw in this Celtic maiden

But the flaw quickly disappeared and music
in the air was laden

Her calves as pale as her cleavage was
freckled in brown

A curve of the thigh and the hair
from her shoulder went down

Her hands so delicate her nails
clicking on the ivory keys

Drowned by the melody .........I became lost
in audio fantasies

When she was through she rose and
reached for my hand and lifted

Placing it on her breast closing her eye's
as something in the universe shifted

And so my lesson on the piano was brief
the outcome of a gift unsure

Why should I ever learn the piano
with a music is so pure









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      Beth37 3 years ago

      This piece takes you to another place.

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      Bronwen Scott-Branagan 3 years ago from Victoria, Australia

      Different and interesting.

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