A little night music

A little night music

The moonlight spills 
it's silvered milk
In pools outside my window.
I play the piano in its ambiance 
It is her favorite piece 
Chopins moonlight sonata.
She promised me
a house full of forevers.
But the jelous gods only smiled.
She has gone now to an illuminated
Place where darkness and pain
do not exist.
I touch the keys as softly
as I once touched her skin
The beautiful melody 
floats upwards.
She is behind me now
touching my hair
As I play for her
just like always.
I cannot stop playing
or she will melt
Into the velvet night.
The hours pass unnoticed
and the night is broken
by streams of a golden dawn.
The last notes of the Melody 
rise above the clouds.
And I know in some far off
world her fingers are spread
on a window
and my music
Is playing in her heart