I feel the keys beneath my hand
I hear the music in my mind
The notes of love and fear and life
Surround me as the crystal
Sounds fill me with a welcome peace
Category poetry
Faithful
Waterfall
Virgin Hearts
In seasons past we sat and talked
About life and death and everything
We spoke about the future and we laughed
Enraptured by what we both had found
Never enough, always wanting more
Our virgin hearts so unafraid
Of hurt or pain of going there
Oh! How my heart bleeds in my chest
When all I see now is an empty chair










