Keys
Soft keys pressed by soft fingers moving swiftly
eyes close and heart slows down for once
words are not flowing like they usually do
so the music fills lungs and I find a bunce
words are everywhere and my thoughts are lost
writing with the soft rhythm of the piano keys
relief passes over, for it feels like ecstasy
to write again like a passing breeze
my only comfort when the world is suffocating
the simple smile of a rhyme that makes sense
the beauty of the work that my fingers produce
the wonder of how the heart is so immense
soft keys pressed by soft fingers moving swiftly
eyes close, but my heart stays focused and ready
words are flowing faster than a silver waterfall
nonetheless they are sure, pure, and steady
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