I made music just for you today.
Could you hear a sonata of stars?
Chords of immense beauty and magic
carrying you away as I played my
heart among the butterflies.
I remember there was an erhu
crying delicate tears, calling us
to hunt roses and lilies, casting
spells in the air. I think you almost
drown in the music. I think.
I made music for you today.
Could you hear a symphony of clouds
flowing through the fields? A sickle moon
caressed you hair and the night had
a scent of hope and enigmatic petals.
I remember you whirled at the
sound of my words. It was a canvas
of delight painted with the tints
of tenderness. I think my melody
lingered under your skin for a long
time. I remember it was sublime
I made music for you today
and my heart and soul sang
what I could not yet say.
Karla Bardanza
The language of love in this write.
ReplyDeleteOf exalted, sublime, blissful love.