i sit and listen to the violin, one note sends me back in time
my whole body blushes. i turn my gaze to the ground trying
not to let my secret show. the power of its chord sends shivers
to all those places we lingered. I know now i do not need
to be loved but to love him perfectly.
2 comments:
this is quite beautiful, Nadia—what you've written. so much music does to me, too.
this is how i feel about the cello. today i listened over and over to a piece by Max Bruch—Variation for Violincello and Orhestra Op. 47. it is so incredibly beautiful. after hearing it, i described the cello to someone else as an instrument that could bring down the haughtiest of men when played the way it is in this piece.
WOW! Did you just make that up?
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