Score of Reminiscence
Glassy eyes that sparkles,
Formed through reminiscence,
A score so beautifully written,
Speaks of my heart’s longing,
A death to the routine,
Only memories remains,
Projects itself to me,
When night falls..
The wavering flute tunes floats,
Grounded by the cello,
Strings that sings a tragic story,
Once told by you,
I long to hear it again,
When would I hear it again?
I wonder..
Each bow seems to slice,
Friction between hair and metal,
Draws a provoking melancholic tune,
Cuts through my soul,
I bleed silently,
Only felt if you look into my eyes,
Those crystal sparkles..
A song for the legendary myth,
One memorable gift,
Sealed our short recollections,
Key to the past archives,
If ever we meet again,
I would be the storyteller,
For the solemn and playful tune of,
The Butterfly Lover Concerto…
