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A short poem connecting love and passion with violins. |
| OUR LOVE IN CONCERT Rounding the curve of your spine being so like a violin as to resonate within hollow chambers of past failures no less sacred are you no less splendid are you than the swoop and sigh performed in St. Paul’s Cathedral And what can I do but kneel to the echo in your whisper pay homage to the augment and cadence of your caress I will sing to you of timeless vibratos rising and falling with passionate legato I will shelter you like varnish a second skin My beloved |