he couldn't play her
his heart song
(well, not on the first date,
anyway)
so he pulled out
an old tune
sung on the stage
with forgotten lyrics
and hidden meanings
not even the composer
dreamed about
and as he walked
his fingers
up and down the keys
he felt her grow
at ease with him
relaxing against
his arm
entranced with the
rhythmic movement
of love that wanted
to grow
underneath all the
arpeggios
into a hidden sonata
he would bring
(sing)
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