Fugue of Fancy

As the world revolves
And the flowers blossom,

A life halts for a nervous minute
While the curtains roll up.

The crowd falls silent, expectantly
Lights begin to dim.

Opening notes reverberate around
In waves of sound.

Passionate interpretation,
Of an emotive medium.

Awe-filled faces
Staring intently.

A rising crescendo
Marks the coda, so conventional.

Fluttering fugue of notes so melodic
Capturing hearts like that of a tonic.


~ by Sonata of You and Me on March 27, 2012.

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