Sketches

 Listen

do you hear it? 

Do you hear the sigh

as the sax swells and sweeps

through the amber-lit room?  

 

Do you feel the

increased volume

until the music drifts

through you with a chill?

alive, unexpected, electric 

 

Do you see why it blankets me

in slow, poignant alchemy? 

Listen to the piano confess

the pulse of the first kiss.

Listen to the curves of the horn,

as deliberate as a first touch.

Just listen

 

~*~Ophelia~*~

02 November 2006