Under the open night sky,
by the walls of a quiet home,
I lie gazing above,
to a night, a solitude. Too perfect for a poem. 🤍

The hush of winds,
and holding her gentle hands, 💞
As our fingers slowly,
Fall together, to a piano's strands...

With each key pressed,
The notes dance in a romance,
To the winds, that transcend them more,
For a night of solitude, to love and adore.

The song of silence, we play 🎹
Under starry stretch...