In my next life
I want to come back as a passionate pianist
playing the piano as if my hands
were melted inside the silk
of the melody itself.
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Author:
Teddy.15 (
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- Category: Reflection
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Teddy, this is delicate and deeply evocative work. The poem captures not only a love of music, but a longing for total immersion within it…to dissolve into melody itself. The “silk of the melody” image especially gives the piece such softness and emotional elegance. Beautiful write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
What a wonderful line Teddy (hands melted inside the silk of the melody itself) most poetic
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