The hopeless romantic

 

Loving stroke

Cautious caress

The piano performs

As we confess

Our love of love

And dread of distress

 

The violin is weeping

But there is faith in his heart

Laid away for safekeeping

Judgment apart

I am the lyricist

I hold the key

Together forever

Desolate romantics are we

 

A melody I have written

I play it in my heart

I’ll keep it a secret

In-case we should part

And thus creates the completion

Of our lovers tale

 Because,

The violin is weeping

And so in my heart do I

For even though I love you so

Everything must die

Reviews

[Patient Poet (Yos)]

Perfect , tender and yes .. romantic .... those last lines are just out of a master pen :
The violin is weeping

And so in my heart do I
For even though I love you so

Everything must die


I am hopeless romantic ... its a sickness many poets share :)

[Jibey]

Intriguing blend of musical emotions and inner doubts... the fingering of the piano and the strokes of the bow on the violin strings speak of music that is 'the food of love'... that we know passes through and onwards...