There he was again;
in the attic - like hundred times before;
his piano staring;
at him - 'been such a long time ago;
he gazed him back;
hugged him with his sight;
opened him like porcelain;
into coldish night;
start' to play him like a baby;
little gently, shy he was a bit;
memoirs or complaints maybe;
flops or, most favourite hits?;
singing through the darkest night;
rocking all night long;
till the brightest spark of light;
feeling lifeful song;
then the moment stop’;
left the mind ‘least racional;
and the air got both’em dropped;
to
nostalgia passional.
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