connect

i laughed
and laughed

and laughed
till i choked

and then
i took a breath 
caught your eye

and we burst out again 

some best friends
are made overnight

inseparable

softly

sound the notes

scattered at first 

the right hand 

light,

tentatively touches

the ivories 

the left hand 

guttural, lends the song

form,

shaping it.

the two

play with each other

tugging, pulling

the right hand

laughs

trills

like a girl

the left hand 

more masculine,

rooted 

forms the bass

on which she builds 

they move

towards each other 

mostly

but at times, leave

to randomly float 

into rubatos

returning

in joy  

sometimes, the notes 

too close to each other

sometimes

at octaves

too far apart 

noisy, turbulent 

but keeping time always

through the rests

making peace 

through the tests. 

when you learn the song

you learn to play

both hands together 

two 

is a melody.

go for it

discuss not 

your plans

to those 

who don't understand. 

think not 

about what people

will say 

they're always saying. 

conserve your energy

for treading the path 

you wish to take

look not 

at any others. 

rooted

I think
if I put my roots 
in you 

I would make
a fine tree.

don't trade your
peace of mind 
for 

don't trade
your peace of mind.

sleep 
you soothe me
you help me 
you immerse me
in thoughtlessness
and your sweet gentle care 
 
i crave 
your company

you're a friend.

open space
can you
wrap yourself
around me?

so i don't feel
caged anymore

toussaint

the pianist
does his thing
and we are prisoners
behind his bars