The jealous pianoA Poem by Nima.HopeI saw you last night you were shining in my dream I was wearing a black
suit and having a black tie While you were the lady in red I caressed your hair Without any care I became careless when I saw you As I was an amateur pianist showing his passion Who was playing Chopin to you You stood beside the piano The black box of music I didn’t say anything The piano sang instead As the gramophone played Dean Martin I kissed you and felt the softness of your lips Compared to a soft satin Then I took you with me To a quiet place for you and me I sang you the poems of passion I was like a lover in an old fashion The two of us cuddled in the night Waiting for the morning sun to bright And the grand piano smiled at us I saw him jealous of both of us © 2022 Nima.HopeFeatured Review
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12 Reviews Added on June 29, 2022 Last Updated on July 1, 2022 AuthorNima.HopeVienna, AustriaAboutA Literature Lover, a bookworm, a music lover,mostly piano fan. I have been involved with poetry since I was 7 but now I've started to publish my poems in a website. I really admire you commenting o.. more..Writing
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