Piano Girl Monsieur - L'Vampyre
PIANO GIRL - Mssr K'Vampyre
So like unto a song I'd play
an iv'ry pressed by me
cascading through a polished night
you are the melody,
the summer rain still sings of you
such notes that blend so well
into my breast where breathes the rhyme
of all the words I tell;
you'll always be that vital part
each thought I ever write,
and like the keys in harmony
the song you are sounds right;
the opening of me is you,
and overflows the wine
aged to perfection in the dark
to bring each song of mine,
oh! No, they are not ever mine,
admitedly, they're yours
and when the chorus of them come
like summer rain, it pours;
I've heard you singing to a song,
piano girl, your sound
remains in everything I write,
not lost, but never found.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown Poet
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