Monday, 25 June 2007

Fiddler

The Fiddler played through the night
Her melody breaking my heart.

It began as a reel,
Paced and lively.
We danced around each other;
The Fiddler and I.

Hours of bow across strings,
Her gentle fingers keeping time
To our movements.
In and out, around and through.

Then, as tired feet and minds dictate,
We slowed.
Reel dropped for heartfelt ballad;
Music of lovers,
Melody of friends.

Our dance came closer,
Softer
And I grew to know you;
In part became you.
Sense of self lost in the rhythm.

Yet, as all things do
We came to an end.
Final note struck.
Dawn broke through the snowfall.

The Fiddler played through the night
Her melody breaking my heart.

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