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Tremble

I shake,
tremble,
my body 
no longer longing,
my finger-shadow 
vibrates 
above the keys 
that make music 
of me.

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  1. Date: 3/10/2013 11:03:00 PM

    Are you a pianist? I love jamming on mine and know the feeling of being at a deadlock, with my fingers hovering above the keys. Sometimes it feels like the music is playing me, not the other way around. I'm surprised this hasn't gotten any comments... a real melancholy tone to this one. Enjoyed!

    Jordan Avatar Jack Jordan Date: 3/11/2013 8:19:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    I'm not the least bit musical. I regret that I didn't take my mother's advice and learn the piano. She tried...