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HUNGARIAN RHAPSODY

Her hand’s swan-like dance,
ivory shadow puppets
romance. Hungarian rhapsody.

The musician sans existence
as emotive fingers move
imaginary marionettes
with splendiferous precision.

Drama drops onto piano keys
occasionally taking a gentle stroll
then in sensuous sway, sashaying
like an exotic dancer. The musician

plucks and plinks as if
with chameleonic charm, like an
angel playing a harp.

Her fingers fast walk the keyboard
then resound tremulous keys.

(The audience swoons, spooned
by a rapturous torrent that enters
the heart, strokes and kisses
the yearning flesh, like the taste
and feel of brandy, burning and
tantalizing in breathlessness)

The musician’s slender fingers
now strum along in gaiety, like
paramours on the streets of Paris,

Springtime in the air. Palms nearly
rest upon silent keys as if two lovers
lay back upon a bed with puffs of smoke.

Dawn’s crescendo, with peaks of happiness
reside upon streets of ebony and ivory.

Life’s serendipitous monologue begins
once more with foreboding or adventure
or both. Is there loneliness upon this crest
for what has happenstance brought,
are they star-crossed? Do we see the sun

and the moon racing through their pulse —
days of birth and mourning?

(The blond marionette in concert black
seems to be mesmerized or hypnotized
by the muse of music. She’s like a dream
on a performance stage. Practiced in

illumination of flame. She releases the arrow
and the audience brightens up like a chandelier
with clinking and brilliant crystal pieces)

Happiness once again but with ferocious fervor
sends the keys to a heavenly place - to ears,
to mind, to soul...a cheer of a great parade,

and then the shivering of climatic peak,
followed by a lullaby of dreams - we imagine
a newborn wrapped up in a life well-lived.

The darling gal still doesn’t give up the ghost
but plays and plays...can you hear the needle
stuck at the vinyl’s end...spending all love gives?

Only the Creator Himself can lift the arm and
carry the musician still incubating all her charm.

3/19/2018
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