The Pianist and the Senorita
'The Pianist and the Senorita'
Of tobacco and perfume was her scent,
She of beauty without relent,
She of soul full-blooded,
In body and spirit,
My immortal beloved.
For her I compose
Sonatas and nocturnos,
In the hope my strings and hers will entwine,
So that my heart I may consign
To her, the Spanish seductress, comely by design.
Copyright © Conor ONeill | Year Posted 2014
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