The lines sink deep into your skin
unfolding they etch a portrait of where you've been
all this time hiding under your palms where life lingers
stretching like grape vines towards the map on your face
with eyes that gaze far into a limitless space
your hands reach high with destiny's lines burned into them
then plunge to the keys to keep up with the pace
slipping, sliding, stumbling and slamming over and across the blacks and whites
lean into a rhythm until it feels right as it lifts that rounded glowing energy
ball of a soul to take flight
you can set time to the notes canvassed into your run away mind
more than one thousand doors to open, you hold the keys
through your hands of whimsical melody
of do's and don'ts, should I's or shouldn't I's
tokens to wander into the mouth of inward abysses
creation, the birthplace of existance
send me a message from the other side, a world too large to actualize
transcribe its devotion to the other end
press deeper into your gift to understand and lace them into the lies of my hand
that read yours so well
Play on, this moment of mystery entire
of music, as that exotic solemn secret
confronts the innocence of desire
