The violin's thread
Like four seasons do
A butterfly that you are, flying upon my soul
Where has the time go to?
Tingling every inch of my bone
As I try to recall how you smile
And heavenly bow swaying from side to side
A shine lightens my eye.
A leer materializes within my heart. You glide.
Sweet violin, though we are apart
How I dream to hold you gently into my arms
I would stroke your strings... we start to play
I have nothing else to say
I fell in too deep while silence envelopes me.
And would it been different if I didn't love thee?
(c) 2002 d.g.fernandez














Comments
good
rachel
oi to the punks
uhm.. well.. I did try.
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Great poem....Well...um...Really great poem. A new favorite addition
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very much like a period piece, I agree
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i can hear the words played, love your imagery.
lovely work!
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