words in my dance

​​​my music in soitude ...it veils my heart in fantasie of angelic tones

in wind of strings and triggers

in water of winter drops of flakes

draping chills upon my skin

to such a waltz of sevenths minutes. ...

like heaven in my Soul of flowers in duets

where butterflies kisses madames..

on clear morning. ...moons...of.  Sleeping in time....of beauty

To Rhythms of love..in loving

touches... me again and again

i listen...i danced...i played