VIOLIN

Originally posted on and for  the Goodreads group

VIOLIN

Closing my eyes I can see you again
My whirligig, dancing as if on water
Not watching my fingers play
Bow loosely threaded like your dancing hair
Red reflected in the flames behind you
Colouring my eyes with warmth and longing


While my hands tire, my arms sink
My violin hits the ground I hear them say
Boy, play me some more, their faces
Grey and distorted while all I want to see
Is you, all I want is your husky voice
The rasp of your fresh beard on my skin


Walking to the dying fire, trampling ashes
Raising my arms and once more seeing
You, arms around me, dancing together
Your soft hum in my ear, while you hold my
Violin high, bowing for me, striking a chord
In my heart, forever in my heart


© Darren White