Ivory Keys

Ivory Keys

A Chapter by A. L. Allen
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A poem that I wrote to bring to life one of my personal fantasies.

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I walked down the halls

Every day with my friends

Not hearing what was coming from the walls

As we talked about the latest trends

 

But one day, when I was lonely and needed a friend

I hear your music, coming from the stage room

I walk towards the room, and my ear to the door I lend

The music is soft, light, and beautiful. The music teacher; is what I assume.

 

I open the heavy door

The music calling my name

It was not the music teacher; I had never seen you before

But as soon as I did, I knew my life would never be the same

 

You sat there, playing on the grand Piano Forte

Your fingers the masters of those ivory keys

I took a seat and listened; I didn’t want to go away

As you played your piano symphony with the greatest of ease

 

The music did wonders for me

It soothed, inspired, and lifted

It made me see the world the way you see

And then, the music shifted

 

It spoke of longing and heart-break

Of being seen but unseen

It was like it put a stake

Through my heart; that this sorrow had fallen on the shoulders of a teen

 

I wiped away my tears

As you finished your master-piece with one last flourish

I applauded as I never had in all my years

At your stunning finish

 

You started in surprise

And then ducked your head shyly

That one gesture was my demise

And my legs became wobbly

 

I smiled

My heart beating in my chest

You had me completely beguiled

Need I say the rest?

 

Your dark hair was perfect

Short, but untamed

And I could detect

A certain light in your dark eyes that could not be named

 

My heart swelled at your gaze

I felt as if I had known you from the start

You were kind, gentle, funny, and humble, but lost in the maze

That we call life; that’s what troubled your heart

 

You spoke a few simple words to me

Saying that you had not expected someone to be watching you

You said that you could not see

Why I had wanted to

 

My smile grew wider

At your doubts so sweetly expressed

To music I was no outsider

And yours was obviously the best

 

That was how it started

On the fateful day

That was how it started

No matter what you may say

 

That was how I found my love

My husband for ever and always

I am so incredibly lucky to have found that treasure trove

That one day when I listened to those wonderful ivory keys



© 2012 A. L. Allen


Author's Note

A. L. Allen
This is not a true story. It is just one of the many musings I have on how I would like to meet my future husband (or boyfriend). This will most likely never happen, but who says a girl can't dream? :)
This is my very first narrative poem. Tell me what you think!

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Kim
I really love this read,
So well written.
Cute write and wonderful


Posted 12 Years Ago


Wow, just wow. My mind is blown away
it was so beautiful, so poetic
i love it
I really hope you get your dream

Posted 12 Years Ago


Hahaha. I really love daydreams! They can be as ideal and as romantic as we want them to be. Haha. Well, anyway, this was really magical and sweet. The details were great and it flowed smoothly. I hope something close to this will happen to you. ;)

Posted 12 Years Ago


i loved it!!! it told an amazing story and used amazing descriptiveness.... :)) in all if flowed well and was an amazing read!! :)) i loved reading it and guess what?! i play piano!! haha i could relate to this feeling..... as usual, amazing!!!


Posted 12 Years Ago



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