From Night to Morning (Antologie)

Notes on the piano

haunting half steps

like spring rain on my heart

gentle at first

soothing

becomes a melody of 

blue melancholy

penetrates deeply

erodes defenses

leaves me raw

is echoed in tears

that slide steadily down my face

neck

breasts

becomes my heartbeat

as I fold in on myself

to staunch the bleeding

 

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

 

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