Piano Music.

[Guest guest]

Piano Music

Last night when the moon heart was full

I bent to touch my head upon the earth

and fell into the sky Tavern to be the piano of Love.

My chords and strings, hammers and keyboard

all became unhooked

to be a silent sounding of that music.

Hooting like a fog horn

soul ran naked to emptiness,

and then the music wrote it out

as Her score, like melting poetry

that is placed under a divine tongue

for a bird of paradise to eat.

O, I should like to give you this music,

this poetry that only comes from nothing.

To see the glory of your smile

as the mouth of absence turned you

into Majnun making love to Leili,

and then your sweet surprise

as that embrace turned into the invisible kiss

that steals every heart away

to be the O of Love.

Yet today, I am back in our orchestra

fiddling with notes to warm a sleepy singer up.

I should like to say a few words and set them to music

so that this dance becomes wild with delight.

So that our heads can dance with our feet

like dizzy lovers playing with invisible keys.

Would that the stage of this opera house

raise its curtain to let the sky music in,

but my piano has fallen from the roof

and can only play around in the garden

like a happy yapping puppy

its wooden legs wobbling

and chasing after a tale told by its Mistress.

This love sick piano may seem to play,

but look closer,

every joint in its frame has become unhinged,

by a music making that never saw a score sheet.

By a jingle jangle melody sung by a starlight cabaret

that holds it together with heart songs

that only Love can hear.

love

eric

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