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Post by Penny Royals on Jul 30, 2012 13:26:26 GMT -8
It’s dark, Nighttime- But only for now. Dark, Surrounding, A feeling of near suffocation Stumbling around upstairs B-G-E A-C-E Descending Ascending 1-2-3 2-2-3 Waltz and skip Downstairs, to see To look for a cause of the tune- No one’s there. No one’s there to play A three-four In C Major On a baby grand. There’s no time for you to think, To see if the music was only in your head. It begins again. A-E-C Hold-B-E-F Here, Now- Alone, or not- This is your moment. Whatever eyes could be there, they were on you and you alone. And so you begin. Demure Shy Commanding Ethereal Graceful Beautiful You could see others now with you, dancing around you- WITH you- Pirouetting and swaying to the lively, Waltzing Calypso But they’re not real, Their gowns of silk fade around the edges, Their suits of gray fade in with the backgrounds around you. You stop. They disappear. The music ends. There is no applause. There is only you, standing there on the stage in the darkness, Done dancing with ghosts, And finished forever with the haunting melody of a baby grand piano Playing a three-four in C major.
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