I heard her talking to the piano. <br />I was lucky enough to be there. <br />Eavesdropping, yes, but rude? I don't think so. <br />I merely overheard the music in the air, <br />But it was more than tones and melodies. <br />It was like Shakespeare without real words. <br />It was a beautiful dialogue, you see? <br />And I’m so grateful that I heard <br />Her talking to the piano. <br />I was lucky enough to be there. <br />Eavesdropping, yes, but rude? I don't think so. <br />I merely overheard the music in the air. <br />If I could speak their vernacular, <br />Just imagine what they said. <br />She, “We go well together.” <br />He, “Don’t let it go to your head.” <br />It’s too bad I couldn’t decipher it. <br />It’s a shame I didn’t understand. <br />Maybe I would have taken part in it <br />Had I been taught by the music stand. <br />But still I heard her talking to the piano. <br />I was lucky enough to be there. <br />Eavesdropping, yes, but rude? I don't think so. <br />I merely overheard the music in the air.<br /><br />Travis Snell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/talking-to-the-piano/
