Paper Money

My friends and I had planned a night
of debauchery on Beale Street.
So I decided to beat them there
and do a little busking, even though I was
never very good at busking. You needed
to play popular songs people knew,
but I only liked playing songs I had
written. Casting doubts to the breeze
I staked out a corner, set out my
guitar case, and started to play.
It was early, but a few well wishers
tossed coins and kind words.
In the middle of the first verse
of my third song something amazing
happened. A tiny dark haired girl
carrying a violin walked up and
watched. She smiled and swayed,
and I nearly forgot the lyrics.
Absolutely stunning is how I would
describe her. Five feet nothing
and maybe twenty years old,
it occurred to me the humor 
in the fact that I stand six feet one
and weigh 190, but was terrified
of this waif with the violin. 
She motioned to her instrument,
and I nodded in agreement.
With small, graceful fingers she
removed the violin from it's case;
drew the bow across the strings,
and found the perfect counter melody
to a song she'd never heard. Perfection.
Losing myself to her I put the lyrics away
and simply played, and she followed.
We were lovers in those moments. I loved
her for that moment. The song found a way
to end itself, and without music to cover 
my faults I grew shy. Finally, she spoke
in a language that wasn't English, maybe Russian?
I replied and motioned to her violin.
She smiled and I could tell she spoke no English.
"Will you marry me?" I asked, she smiled.
"How do you say I love you where you're from?"
She smiled. My chest hurt looking at her.
My friends showed up and it was time to chase
the night. Taking all the coins and paper money
from my guitar case, and placing them in her violin
case, was all I could think to do to show my affection.
She said something I didn't understand. I waved,
and with my guitar over my shoulder, walked away.
For the next block I heard perfect violin music. 
I didn't recognize the piece, but it was all minor keys.

Reviews

[Jay Levon]

I just noticed the first line was missing from this piece, sorry about that, but it's fixed now :)

[Brandon S. Whitten]

Well written, I love this story.

[Melati]

Wow, beautifu!