Daliyia, Part One
there she was, pulling his strings
stringing at him
and ironically, he was a violinist
a true violinist
but he called her Daliyia
he called her by her middle name
Daliyia
and on Christmas Eve
something usual happened
a revelation came to him
it silenced him
it silenced Earth
Earth stood still
he too completely still
his hand began to shake uncontrollably
but he still had so much more to write
through words he was sure he could capture Daliyia
by describing her mysterious nature, her captivating beauty
stillness...
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