Clusterstome

My Soul is the Piano
her words are the keys.
Together we compose,
the best of symphonies.
How my soul replays her words of the day.
Like a composer writing a play.
I hear the music,
as she strikes a key.
an orchestra,
is what I see.
Two soul that share a common ground.
a friendship they have found.
What is a piano,
without the player.
It's like a soul,
without a desire.
It sits alone in the dark,
waiting for someone to light a spark.
A hope or a desire,
waiting for someone to inspire.
To play a song of the heart,
a song of two souls that will never depart.
I will be Ur best Friend 4 Ever & Ever..........