Sasha

For me a smile...
a real one that is...
is only a distant memory brought on by the melodic sounds of _
that beautiful woman...
I long to touch her again_
make her release those sounds that make me smile and reach a high never even thought 2 be possible...
I miss the way I would strum her keys and the way she would embrace my soul...
the way I couldn't get enough of her and her I...
the way she never gave up on me and a sour note was taboo...
I miss the way my urges became animalistic...
jus to feel her soft melodies in my ear...
her tune was me...
I made her sing those songs...
in that key of E major...
never letting the tension go because that's what kept our love alive...
she has always been and will always be a part of my soul...

DAMN...

I love my piano...