To the musician

I danced the songs of your accordeon
which seemed to share joy and hope,
sadness and
  'nostalgia'.
I danced the tune, the rhythm,
and every note
went through my body
to create
  'la magia'.
I heard you play for happy souls
and those lost forever...
I want to hear yours -
confused and hurt,
disturbed in search
for peace and love,
Alone at times
or tired with the life,
but vibrant with your art -  alive,
Remembered in so many hearts,
as you gave yours
with every song
you played like last
for others, 'por demas'

18/08/18

* words in commas are Spanish, should be pronounced accordingly.


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