~Play for me.....




Play for me....
As my soul yearns to see you play.
Play for me....
As I dangle with all the joy I gather 
in me along with your fingers dance 
on the keyboard.
Play for me....
As I want that serenity, that calm in me.
Play for me....
As I find love in the notes you play.
Play for me....
As I wanna dive into the waters of your 
love to find solitude for me.
Play for me....
As it calms the thunder I feel inside of me.
Play for me....
As I wanna sink into your deep black eyes.
Play for me....
As I get a glimpse of the other world... My 
World in your music.
Play for me....
As it is the gateway to my salvation.
Play for me....
As it rips my heart if you don't. 
Play for me....
As it makes me believe in enchantment.
Play for me....
As it prims my psyche.
Play for me....
As it purges my soul.
Play for me....
As it makes me adore you, love you 
even more.
Play for me....
As every key you play with, speaks to me.
Play for me....
As these black and white keys tell me our story, 
all the thick and thin, we vanquished together.
Play for me.... Always....
As it has become the elixir of my life.

 #AfrinFatima

Comments

  1. UnknownJune 22, 2015 at 10:37 AM

    Oak, it is a TREAT reading your blogs/poems...keep continuing..

    ReplyDelete
  2. Afreen FatimaJune 29, 2015 at 10:04 PM

    thanku.... and surely I will.... :)

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