I was listening to the Chinese pianist Lang Lang play the other day and, while I was half-asleep, ended up writing a rather short poem about it. I'm not even sure if it makes much sense, having been half-asleep and all, but I don't particularly like to change my poems once they've been completed. And I'm so nice, that I'll be more than happy to share it with those who would like to take a glimpse at it. =] Do tell me if you like it ^.^
Written, of course, by the one and only: Miori
The tunes of your solo
Capture every breath I take.
I'm never more aware of my own heartbeat
As it hums the melody you produce.
Harsh and delicate,
Grave and cheerful,
Black and white,
My soul yearns to sing with you.