It’s not enough.

It’s not enough to sit and watch someone else’s fingers Plié et pirouette
Across the ivory landscapes
I want to dance and soar, fly too

Never enough ear candy to slake
That hunger, the consuming need
To sit down and pour notes from my hands
They ache for the cool keys

Vampires craving blood couldn’t be more ravenous
When Gershwin cries his Rhapsody
My heart cries from the anguish
Of not being able to comply

I want to fly, again.





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