Concerto
In a darkened room, where shadows reign
A spark within restarts the musical refrain
A heavy heart, once lost, now beats anew
As the skylark's sweet melody shines through
She replays the dreams she thought were lost
Lyrics ripple like a stream, a gentle boast
The invisible piano marches on
She sings with a melodious, mournful tone
Attachments trap the untainted heart
Leaving her alone, torn apart
No sunlight warms, and no delight remains
Only the hidden moon's pale, ghostly stains
But then she realizes the shadow's guile
The crunchy bites that fuel her inner smile
The friend she seeks is none other than her own
Inner firefly, that guides her through the unknown
The music of yellow light, a warm caress
Touches her red lips, and kisses her plain forehead's stress
Holding her white hands, it consoles her soul
Assuring her, nothing's lost, making her whole
Ask her to replay the music of lush sparks
And let the melody heal her deepest scars.
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