the venus de Milo and the piano teacher

She's in the hall,
by a piano,
she's a brick of a woman.
Her glance is vivid,
it's spidering the keys
while the Piano Teacher
behind her whispers:

"Kiss the keys -
that would be a chord.
Kiss the keys -
decipher all this.
Kiss the keys -
decipher all this."

Decoding the chords
according to the codes,
she's in the hall,
kissing the piano.

The music of the kissed keys,
the melody of two invisible hands
bandaging her space and time.

Sometimes she looks back
and sees the Piano Teacher,
he nods
and smiles.
She smiles
and nods back,
and she plays on.

The Piano Teacher's there
only when she looks,
she looks and then -
he's there.

"Kiss the keys -
decipher all this.
Kiss the keys -
decipher all this."


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