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'Le Violin'

She walked on stage wearing all white
Stilling the echoes; it was opening night
Violin in place, she faced stage right
She gave a nod toward the dimming of the light


Her green eyes on fire, red hair as flames
Serenading in colors, tones pranced as games
The strings were as lullabies, musical names
The crème de la crème, gents and their dames


She let herself go, she felt the stare
Her eyes on him, her modern Voltaire
High in the balcony, with his croix de guerre
He'd flown in from Venice, her liebchen,  Pierre


Her concert concluded with a rose covered floor
A final bow, she walked through the door
The white-capped waves lapped at the shore
On the balcony she waited for her paramour


Quietly she nestled with the whispering sea
With wind kissed hair as she waited to be
In the angle of forever, everlastingly free
He was her world, he was all she could see

'je aimer tu'H

'le violin'
October 08, 2008

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