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.