And I'll write you a story.
Fill my days with timeless chords,
And I'll provide you the words.
Give me an endless rhythm,
And I'll give you your dancers.
Scatter a handful of notes across my world,
And I'll let the letters play off my fingertips
Just how you want it,
If you would only play your fingertips off me
Just how I want it.
"Touch me till my ribs become piano keys
Till there is sheet music scrolled
Across the inside of my lungs."*
Give me music,
And I'll give you your story.
*"Stay" by Andrea Gibson, a brilliant artist
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