Comments : Like The Strings In His Hands

  • 3 years ago

    by La Reina De Corazones

    Shrivelling he was,
    like the violin he played.
    Somewhere wishing in his elevated pulse,
    the illusion stayed.
    Loved that stanza since I love the violin the emotions it can ignite is from tragic to stunning beauty that being said while I didn't understand it, it was weirdly nice to read.