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In my youth I dreamt of playing the piano
filling the nights with romance and melodies
orchestrating sound and beauty

Reading and interpreting sheet music while
compressing innermost feelings into sequences of notes
translated in the language best understood by the heart

Swirling to the beat of rhythmic grace
rich with aphrodisiac chemistry
intoxicating mesmerizing beguiling

I’ve dreamt so long of pleasuring the night
to charm the moon and stars above
with my hypnotic serenades and symphonies

Copyright © | Year Posted 2025




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Date: 8/13/2025 6:31:00 PM
Sounds lovely, Line. I never did get to take lessons, my parents said they could only afford for one of us to take piano ... my sister got to take lessons, but because I could play be ear, I was helping her with her recitals by year three. I've always liked to sit down and just play whatever I wanted to for hours ...great therapy. :-) Thanks for sharing your thoughts through your poetry, Line. Bill
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Line Gauthier
Date: 8/13/2025 9:13:00 PM
Wow ~ I am so impressed with you, Bill ~ bravo
Date: 8/13/2025 4:47:00 PM
breathtaking and beautifully written. I, too, dreamt of playing the piano like my mom...to capture the moon and stars on the ivories!
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Date: 8/13/2025 5:08:00 PM
My mom also played ~ a wonderful memory
Date: 8/13/2025 3:57:00 PM
i love piano and music, i play piano as an amateur, quite delicious poem, enjoyed
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Date: 8/13/2025 5:08:00 PM
Thank you very much, Yann ~ most appreciated

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