NaPoWriMo, day six

music bleeds,
dripping off her fingertips.

eight years turned into a song,
continually building
up inside her and
begging
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
wash
over her,
icy droplets of sound coating her eyelids,
a tumult of warm, deep vibrations
pooling
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
watching.

(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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