Monday, January 26, 2015

Like the keys on the piano

Like keys on a piano being touched
Your words have played me just so

Your melodic tones touching my inner spirits
Intoxicating, invoking feelings of love, hate, pain and desire

The feeling won't let me go till I get you out of me
The tears falling down, with each pain filled, spiteful word

The sharps of the keys bringing on the off chords of life, of love
These expressing our own discord, our own nature of being out of tune

As the lyrics, the melodies inspire these words, these chords of light and darkness
Ringing of truth, of spite-fullness, of ritualistic torture, of my hate-filled love for you my soulmate

For like the keys on the piano being touched I have been played by you.

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