There it was,
again,
a reminder
seems steeping,
nearly scalding water,
the verses played on and on,
like droplets, an emotional victory,
my intuition lay so naked
surroundings familiar,
I played the violin
mindful song
again,
There it was
second
all it took,
a simple thought
I could travel then, away
for miles while a melody played
inside my heart a resonate
reminder of (her) a love
mindful splendor
now stay a
second.
There is when
soft
a single note,
a sudden urgency
a crying, mellow solace …
certainly the beauty in emotion
drawn by the keys of a piano, torn …
There it is,
then.