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Piano Music [Repost for LoveBug] |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart 
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Piano Music The music, the music, oh the music plays on dancers swirling, twirling, from dusk to dawn amidst twinkling, sparkling starlight strong and the music, oh, the music, the music plays on. At the grand piano sits a young, fine man a younger girl, lovely, and his devoted fan watches, enraptured, as the ivories his fingers kiss his playing becomes to her, sweet, sheer bliss. The music, the music, oh the music plays on dancers swirling, twirling, from dusk to dawn amidst twinkling, sparkling starlight strong and the music, oh, the music, the music plays on. Oh the piano player plays with such great delight the evening lasts forever, and long past midnight, the dawning rays come pink to the young girl's cheek the music's entrancement she will forever seek. The music, the music, oh the music plays on dancers swirling, twirling, from dusk to dawn amidst twinkling, sparkling starlight strong and the music, oh, the music, the music plays on. The piano player, his fingers were nimble and strong he dipped and stroked the milk white keys as if they belonged to no other lover, neither now, nor then, and the middle aged woman quivers, remembering when... The music, the music, oh the music played on for dancers swirling, twirling, from dusk to dawn amidst twinkling, sparkling starlight strong and the music, oh, the music, the music played on. In the memory of the old maiden's loving mind "if the music lives in your heart, you'll forever be mine," the piano player gone, the sweet sad words he wrote... she will always recall this, the piano player's notes. The music, the music, oh the music plays on dancers swirling, twirling, from dusk to dawn amidst twinkling, sparkling starlight strong and the music, oh, the music, the music plays on. The old maiden sighs, her breathing becomes light once again a girl under the candlelabra's lights, golden haired, beautiful, with pink tinged cheeks listening for her piano player, his music she seeks. The music, the music, oh the music plays on dancers swirling, twirling, from dusk to dawn amidst twinkling, sparkling starlight strong and the music, oh, the music, the music long gone. ©KRJ 28 August, 1999 Sunshine ~~~Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow. Helen Keller ~~~ |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
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This is one of my favorites of yours, Sunshine! Thanks for reposting it! It is absolutely beautiful!  Denise |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Grand (no pun intended) piece Sunshine. Well done, well thought through and very well carried through. Really enjoyed this. jwesley |
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LoveBug
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since 2000-01-08
Posts 4697 |
Sunshine, this is a beautiful poem. You bring to life the scene so beautifully, and your poem is just as beautiful as the music of the piano. Thank you so much for re-posting it for me! "We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars." -Oscar Wilde |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Thank you, denise... jwesley, appreciate your thoughts on this, thank you... lovebug, you're quite welcome. I am glad you enjoyed... Sunshine ~~~Keep your face to the sunshine and you cannot see the shadow. Helen Keller ~~~ |
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