Heartstrings Poem by Daniel Bellerose

I opened my chest and let the emotion pour out of me like wine
Filling the vast crevices of her soul, reaching for feeling
Music, set out for heartstrings is placed before me
Notes floating above our heads, and caressing our being
Keys typing, desperate for a word, desperate for a phrase
Needing to be filled with some sort of wholeness
As if the whole world revolved around one word, a love-word
Spoken as if painted on a canvas of beauty
Broad strokes paint the scenery for a life of radiant fire
A life lived in eternal summer, and everlasting sunshine
To stand on the road and watch my feet leave my body
Traveling as if vagabonds across the empty broken plains
And into cities, grand and magnificent, towering over the broken world
Through the cities as if a ghost and into tree-lines, bashéd among the leaves
An audience of none, resounding with applause for a song not yet played
A song of life, a song of love, adventures of the heart played out in invisible notes
Tumbling, falling down the staff-paper-staircase
Spiraling and landing in the hearts of the beautiful
Painting, playing, creating a web of beauty and feeling
To catch her, to open her heart, and to pour love into her being