By Yasen Vedrin
(A Motley Palette)
When you whisper softly to me: Stay! –
Then everything in us will feel brand new.
The wide expanse with music then will play
With pre-classic and romantic melodies too.
The music score will take its flight with wings
And call us to the clouds that drift above.
The bow will turn into an arrow that springs.
The violin – into a heart pouring with love.
The flute’s enchanting and delightful sound
Will be a stream of water from the spout.
The piano – a soft roof-drop on the ground,
So quiet, to hear your whisper speak out.
The guitar with its gentle, ringing chime
Will quickly turn into a birdhouse, small.
To wake us from our sleep at morning time,
And shed a ray of light upon our curls and all.
It will be a wondrous, fairy moment, true,
When you whisper to me that I must remain...
Because the love is a conductor for you,
And music – always for a pair, in the rain...
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