Piano Cello Interludes

Piano Cello Interludes

I am listening to music,

piano with cello interludes,

thinking about you.

I hear the passionate sadness

mourning from the cello

as the piano weaves hollowness

and melancholy from black and white

minor keys.

I feel the disconnect

between the requiem’s movements

and the reality

of an alive, beating

but confused, heart

fighting to be free.

~~~

It always amazes me

to hear the bow guiding the strings

in pulsing tempo

to the fingers caressing ivory

in such a way

that only a smile

can answer in return,

allowing for a kiss of life

in the midst of chaos

and death.

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In moments like this

I want to sit beside you,

place your hand in mine

and tell you all I have learned

and know;

all the secrets

that wander through my mind;

even those held in

dark recesses,

cobwebcluttered

and filled with spent emotions.

~~~

But I know I can’t.

Not because I don’t want to,

nor from fear,

though, to do so is scary

since it would mean giving you

my heart.

No, not because of this.

Rather, cause

I don’t think

this is what you need

or want.

~~~

Life is complicated,

complex in its existence

and it is this contradiction

between desire’s want

and equality’s need;

between what’s flesh

and what’s fantasy;

between art, aesthetics

and reality,

that guides my choices.

It’s how this contradiction

interpenetrates,

thereby shaping

and changing reality.

It is this contradiction

I hear,

feel and taste

in the weaving of piano and cello.

Music living with us in the gutter,

while enticing us to look at the stars.

~~~

I am listening to music,

piano and cello interludes,

I see vast galaxies,

nebulae,

and shooting stars,

Knowing this,

this music of you,

will last a lifetime.

~~~

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