silent wails

slender fingers fell, on me, hers...

an ancient violin i was....

she caressed away the shrouds of my dust ; slowly

with her chocolate fingers;

she played her tunes on my strings....and i fell a slave

i hummed, sang, wailed, and screamed....

she left, with her playful fingers...

i wait now, in silence,

for her touch..

and the dust falls on me once more.....