Blowing through my mind
The keys on a piano run
The warm bows
That fall softly
On my strings
Withdrawn
And wondering
I can’t tell you
Where this will end
But the rustling
That happens
Swallows me whole
As we beat together
Blowing through my mind
The keys on a piano run
The warm bows
That fall softly
On my strings
Withdrawn
And wondering
I can’t tell you
Where this will end
But the rustling
That happens
Swallows me whole
As we beat together
Wonderful poem!! 🤗🥰❤️❤️❤️
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