My love affair
I distinctly remember the touch of the keys brushing against my fingers, the first time I ever traced the grooves of a grand piano. It was like love at "first touch". I then knew instantly that I had found my other half. Inspired by my evergreen love for the instrument, here's my first ever poem that I've written. Hope you enjoy ♡
Mille tendresse,
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To me, the touch of the piano feels like the cool breeze on a summer day,
The yearned-for touch of a lover who stays but far away.
Like a spring-bloomed rose bud just born
Like the feel of a favourite sweater casually worn.
Dear love - how you render me so soothed
Like the sensation of a waterfall suffused
with colours of the jolly rainbow in its insignia
like a shrub adorned with the most beautiful kinds of zinnia.
The souvenirs of all the years passed with you haunt me
Of this I vow I'd never like to be free.
Let's hope our love affair continues for all eternity,
You, me and the music - travelling incessantly from our classical abode into modernity.
by Harmehma Bagga
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