My Master & I



Sharply dressed
In crisp black and white
and I am gone
Seduced by those colors
and the handsome shape
Drawn to the sound
of my master
Majestic and commanding
With trembling finger
I graze upon the white
feeling the cool of black
My hands belong
and I belong
This is the love story
of my Piano and I

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15 thoughts on “My Master & I

    1. Thank you so much Maryam. I hadn’t thought of piano and poetry as interrelated … Powerful comparison. “Pianos are of poetry”, I absolutely love this and will use it with your permission 🙂

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