Soul Unleashed

Come away from

that piano and

play me.

What do you

think I mean?

Play my emotions,

my thoughts,

my very soul.

Unmitigated

isn’t it?

In a world of

innuendo and contrivance,

in a world of

disappointment

and ideals thought

nothing of,

play me.

Use me as an

instrument of the

expression of your

soul. That would

be love, wouldn’t it?

Bought and sold

like Christmas,

but not with us.

Play me.

Use me with all

you bring to this

moment, all the

practice, contempt

for lesser effort

and desire unto

passion you long

to show, go ahead.

Play me.

Use me and

unleash our

souls.