Sitting on a bench made of gold
My fingers tingle in anticipation
The white and black keys beckoning me
Taunting me
My soul is connected
And I am ready
The first touch is exhilarating
I start off very slow
The music owns me now
I sway my body back and forth
Moving to the rhythm of my own creation
And I soar
The tempo quickens
Passion flows through my fingertips
I fondle the keys with precise strokes
I’m lost in the moment
And seduced by its beauty
The piano is my lover tonight
Possessed by the music
Enthralled by its power
Dark and dangerous
The words alone are sexy
Allegretto, Andante, Grandioso
I am simply swept away
Then, like coming
The music screams through my hands
I am on the brink of insanity
The music consumes me
I let it know what I’m made of
And with one last melody I am free
