A LITTLE NIGHT MUSIC

A little night music
by
Jude kyrie 

The moonlight spills
On the pathway like silvered milk.
In forms pools outside my window.

I play the piano in its dulcet ambiance
It is her favorite piece
Chopin's moonlight sonata.

She promised me
a house full of forevers.
But the jealous gods only smiled.
At such romantic human notions. 

She has gone now to an illuminated
Place where darkness and pain
do not exist.

I touch the keys as softly and gently 
as I once touched her skin
The beautiful melody
floats upwards.

She is behind me now
touching my hair as always.
I play for her
just like always.

I cannot stop playing
or she will melt hack
Into this velvet night.

The hours pass unnoticed
and the night is broken
by streams of a golden dawn.

The last notes of the melody
Rise high above the clouds.

And I know in some far off
world her fingers are spread wide 
on a window pane. 
and my music
Is playing in her heart