From a dead sleep, he found himself already at his piano.
Fingers gliding over ivory and ebony keys,
Eloquent melody published in the middle of the night.
His heart spoke. His fingers translated.
His heartbeat the cadence that rooted the song,
The shadows of his movements the dance, making love to the darkness.
He was trying to be quiet, but he no longer cared.
The tune rose higher into a crescendo,
Before the last key was hit and hung in the air…
Leaving him… Breathless.
– B. Logan –
CHEZ MOI Deluxe Piano White @ The Gacha Garden until Feb. 28th
CHEZ MOI Lyrics Frames @ The Gacha Garden until Feb. 28th
CHEZ MOI Deluxe White Chair @ The Gacha Garden until Feb. 28th
CHEZ MOI Seed of Inspiration – Deluxe Guitar & Stand @ The Gacha Garden until Feb. 28th
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