Love the Piano
Yesterday, late in the morning, I entered the empty room
Contemplative, looked at the pictures of your beauty
I saw the love in your eyes, and in the back of the room
I saw the piano in white, the painting of yourself!
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In the time-consuming steps, so close, rested
On the bank of pianist poise, I dreamed
I dreamed the melody with the pulp of the fingers nimble ...
I stroked each key, binary colors .. Fragile!
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When you arrive, engaging smile of tenderness
Melodic feel on the lips "pianette" burning
The touch of your hand, gentle love, hot
The two hands, played the melody bubbly!
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Then dance to the music imaginary
Elegant, cute: you are kings, without
You invite me, I rise, - secure your hand region
We are one, tuned in love, living in tune!!
te amo my duncan of ceizar with love
Copyright © Duncan Chappell | Year Posted 2011
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