Love poem for somebody


Every time I see you its like someone plays a sonata in the room
And I speak in hushed tones from the audience.
It is years since someone made an entrance in my life,
And played with their voice on the keys of my self.


2 Responses to “Love poem for somebody”

  1. Nick said

    Great stuff! Love especially the piano image, with the player as the desired and the person in the audience the silent, onlooking, infatuated desirer. Lovely!

  2. Cheers! But what kind of love do you think it is? Seems like a mixture of ἔρως and μανία to me.

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