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His aquamarine eyes
don´t rest for long on the reflective surface
but they return to the black mountains and white fields,
like a painter, looking at the virgin canvas
untouched yet, but soon bursting with colours
In complete silence
he takes a breath,
lowering his gaze, humbly,
his slim fingers falling onto the keys like silk scarves,
before they´ll fly like the wind-
he´s focussing his concentration for a few seconds
sharpening his high-precision mind like a knife blade
Before letting go
Before
The
Sound
Symphony takes over its eternal reign
filling the halls with coloured light
and crystalline symmetry makes
the stars start singing
He lights up rainbows, enlightening the domes
every note like a sunray flooding the air
It´s raining glassy pearls
like a waterfall in the valleys of harmony
And the world
stops rotating for a moment
to listen to
The
Sound
while he´s floating above the skies
And when the dance is over
The sound died away
Everything rests for a moment of pure silence
He always knew
this is his only reward
The breath of hundreds of souls
mesmerized by the beauty of perfection
But he always knew they´ll never understand
when the applause starts
he´s banished from paradise
don´t rest for long on the reflective surface
but they return to the black mountains and white fields,
like a painter, looking at the virgin canvas
untouched yet, but soon bursting with colours
In complete silence
he takes a breath,
lowering his gaze, humbly,
his slim fingers falling onto the keys like silk scarves,
before they´ll fly like the wind-
he´s focussing his concentration for a few seconds
sharpening his high-precision mind like a knife blade
Before letting go
Before
The
Sound
Symphony takes over its eternal reign
filling the halls with coloured light
and crystalline symmetry makes
the stars start singing
He lights up rainbows, enlightening the domes
every note like a sunray flooding the air
It´s raining glassy pearls
like a waterfall in the valleys of harmony
And the world
stops rotating for a moment
to listen to
The
Sound
while he´s floating above the skies
And when the dance is over
The sound died away
Everything rests for a moment of pure silence
He always knew
this is his only reward
The breath of hundreds of souls
mesmerized by the beauty of perfection
But he always knew they´ll never understand
when the applause starts
he´s banished from paradise
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Coincidence at 5PM
I saw you walking past from the window and my heart almost burst. I don’t remember which part of you I recognized first: your face, with your combination of sleek cheekbones and nerdy glasses, or your green jacket, or the way you walked in a sort of funny but still dignified way. But I recognized you, as I always did.
I hadn’t seen you for so long that I stared in disbelief, the moment hanging in suspension. The fork didn’t make it to my mouth. I didn’t have time to reach for my phone before you disappeared from view. What could I have said anyway? I would have said a lot of things, but none of them would have interes
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Relive
and you and i relive our joy every night without much thought about why we do it we share the details of our secret loves with one another rekindling the fire that sparked it all the glimmers the sparkle the glamour of that first interest leaves you and i hungry and i believe you and i are growing closer by these addictions and vices we feed at 3:15 am this dream exchange is going to crash one day because the money we stake on this dream talk is quite a big gamble and we, the poor and sensitive, are running out of free passes yes one day either we will consume our dreams or they will consume us.
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Always
Your ghost is at my fingertips.
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I´m a pianist myself... just wanted to describe my feelings..sometimes
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