The Music Box Dancer

Solitarily I sat alone
Placed neatly to adorn the shelf
Kept pristine with a glossy sheen
I don't want you to be the next
I just want you to be my last
Our dance was beautiful
But like with time, beauty fades
This is our last chance for a first dance
Our love was like a music box
With no key to the locks
There was nothing there to mend
Our song was destined from the start to end
And all of our time has faded
All of our memories are frayed
Here's a lullaby to close my eyes
I will stay here waiting to apprise
When the lid was open
I was the dancer
Only seen when played
And you were the song
With a tune for all to hear
As the crank turned
I could feel your embrace
But never could hold you as my partner
Our love was like a music box
Was our dance genuine or just all but a faux
Will there ever be anything to attend
Or was it all just a passing trend
All of our time has been taken
And all of our memories were all but forsaken
Here's a lullaby to close my eyes
I don't want to be left to feel cauterized
As the gears take their final turn
And my dance comes to it's final gambol
With a descending tear
I watch through my keyhole
As your melody is carried by another
I am left to listen to your fading harmony
Will my key ever be found to set me free
Will the rhythm of my dance ever coalesce it's euphony

Author's Note

All criticism is welcomed!

Reviews

[B. Maaitah]

I like the scattered rhyme.. And the imagery... You could shorten the verses sometimes the shorter the verse the stronger it's impact.. But all in all its beautiful

[NeoGen87]

Thank you, I don't intentionally make them long like that, when I write it just flows out. Then I look at it and just not sure what to do to change to improve, lol. But I can keep that in mind and see what happens.