At my piano by jude kyrie

In the darkest hours of the night
I sit at the piano.
sleep is now for another time.
Inside of me
I am lonely in way
that no closeness can mend.
I play chopin's nocturne.
Just like I used to play it for you.
before I lost you.
Touching the keys as softly
as you once touched my skin.
Through the open window
My nocturne joins the noises
of the woodlands.
The milk toast pools of moonlight
gather in our pathway.
The melody is sweet now
And pouring melancholy
Into my veins.
All I can feel is you.
I know that in that illuminated
World that knows no pain or sadness
You have your hand pressed against
a window,
And my music is playing in your heart

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