Friends are a wonderful gift in this life, and when you find someone that shares the same passions it's truly a gift from God - two souls that share a common desire. I have never seen my piano mans face, nor heard his voice, but the desires we share are the same. This friendship was made through the Internet .
This poem originally was published in Friendship Poems - Poems about Cyber Friends
Piano
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My soul is the piano, his words are the keys. Together we compose, the best of symphonies. How my soul replays his words of the day. Like a composer writing a play. I hear the music, as he strikes a key. an orchestra, is what I see. Two soul that share a common ground. a friendship they have found. What is a piano, without the player. It's like a soul, without a desire. It sits alone in the dark, waiting for someone to light a spark. A hope or a desire, waiting for someone to inspire. To play a song of the heart, a song of two souls that will never depart. |
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