Grand Piano Keys

... look at the keys on this grand piano each one has it's own note to make a song... hopefully when played by the right person the white and black are separate, but support one another but watch out for the piano's mouth since you are playing with it's teeth though they are dull; careful some are sharp if you are gentle enough, you could close his lips with out a bite but sit... play for me, with different keys, a melody I'll forget just enough, to unlock all those wrapped memories I tried to replace with the woman from the coffee shop, which I took to bed with me, but only once embraced or the lady I met at the bar, that had the sailor moon tattoo; she would speak of her childhood and how she wished upon the stars it only took me two weeks to fly her under mars and then there was the barely legal girl, her words were wise but her thoughts were dumb that one only lasted a little more than three months all these women that I've tried...or should I say used, to try to forget you forget you... you that is the whimsical dancer, that is awed by puppies and many baby creatures you that is hysterical in her antics, and expensive with her laughter you which is shy to others, but on full blast on the radio when it comes to me you who has simply blew a slight hint of wind to let me breath in your trapped spell you who has kept me here...sitting to this grand piano, staring at his smile thinking how easy for me that I could shut his mouth...