Name:
Location: Belgium

there is something of nothing in me, that's quite a lot. +-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- nothing is more important than nothing. -+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+-+- i graduated primary school, but all i had to know i learned in the kindergarten (robert fulghum). -+-+-+-+-+-

06/06/2007

"quiz"


i listen to your "quiz" and
decided it must be vocalise
i copied the sheets for piano
playing from an russian site


С. Рахманинов, "Вокализ"
для скрипки и фортепьяно
(клавир и партия скрипки),
6 страниц, 295Кб.


i can play now the music on
my old 1888-steinway-piano
my father left me in 1999
on the 12th of february


i listen, hear your voice calling
slowly i look in your eyes for
knowing you is my evergreen
in thoughts, feelings and songs


i remember your beautiful eyes
knowing you have a special soul
i see the empathy in your heart
and body cause you is me almost


i feel tension in my neck
the offering of your back
then i feel so forgotten
more times i have gotten


another way of telling you
that you is too far away
and i need you nearby
i can't really say more


i know that you feel
what i am trying to tell
a never ending story of
acceptance in all times


i kiss you so softly as
a breeze that comes along
to cool off your body and
soul for setting in fire


remember me, dear

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