Don't leave me in silence!
The sound of your piano
has been an angel in residence,
tuning the instrument of the psyche
each morning since we met.
Once, for a season that seemed
heaven-sent, we roamed streets known
to Socrates, where a temple gleamed,
a blanched vision of columns
in an apotheosis of keys.
Rehoused in the mansion of tears
unshed, the piano moved closer,
we sat back to back; you duelled
with your demons; I - a mute
keyboard, whose symbols danced
mockingly, white upon black.
Now the notes travel a long corridor;
you practise in solitude: preludes,
fugues. Don't leave me alone,
where cacophony's beast from the mind-
numbing deep takes me down...
The Sound of your Piano
© Copyright: Jena Woodhouse, 2003
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