NaPoWriMo, day six

music bleeds,
dripping off her fingertips.

eight years turned into a song,
continually building
up inside her and
to escape into a melody.

she pictures herself
slipping inside the instrument,
weaving her body through the strings,
curling up in the darkness, letting the song
over her,
icy droplets of sound coating her eyelids,
a tumult of warm, deep vibrations
around her toes,

each note pouring
through her veins.

underneath this black lid is a
cocoon, and she’s singing her secrets to sleep
deep inside, staining these keys with
scarlet fingerprints.

her face rests against the cool, hard lacquer
her breath clouding over the stillness
like a mirror
and in the fresh emptiness
she can feel their eyes

(inspired by River Flows in You by Yiruma, a song I’m obsessed with playing today.)



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4 responses to “NaPoWriMo, day six

  1. i love your mind, girl.

  2. Very pretty!!! Makes me wish I could play an instrument very very well….

  3. Adore this? Heck yes.

  4. I play piano, so this…I read eyes-wide in wonder.

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