Embracement

sitting in that place

pink robe embraced

with all the darkness I can see
smell the enchanted air

surround me
with blossoms
sounds of a tired city
bask in the moon's white light
I sit in that place
stare in delight
listening and glistening
to all the softness of the world

fingers gide across a keyboard
drowning in earthly pleasure
sitting in that place
in perfect leisure
tingling an existence
that taps upon musical humanities
playing out a tune
of sustainment
that trembles in timing
ringing and singing
listening and glistening
to all the softness of the world