- Dec 25, 2025
- 1 min read
my eyes sing
fingers dance
my body
his instrument
he winds, tunes,
and plays me into the night
my cadence flows
it invites him to explore
I shape and influence
simplify and complicate
he is mine to teach
I am his to explore
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