A Lullaby to Romance

 

Haunting melodies cradled

memories of dark romance.

The ancient piano he played

put me in a trance.

Such mystery and solace

when we held each other’s hands.

That moment, all the winged ones

serenaded and we danced

silently, as we both feared

our sweet, forbidden romance.

A lullaby still haunts me

sighing memoirs of that chance.

 

 

July 20, 2007 @ 3:41 AM

© Maxinne Marie B. Sentina

Reviews

[Angelheaded Hipster]

ancient piano....Beethoven? Mozart? This feels "old" to me, which is a good thing. I just can't get the 9th Symphony out of my head now...

[Robyn Barrymore]

i really like this poem - really nice job =]