Poem - Musician

There’s something in the way your body moves
The rhythm that you keep
When the music stirs your soul
I watch you pounding on the key
Witness such intensity
All along you’re oblivious to
What I feel

I see the way the shadows dance under your eyes
The way you hear the music playing
Constant in your mind
Let me be a brief distraction,
Play me like obscure percussion
Touch the very center of
My artistry
Anneliese '06