He played with his heart,

His fingers touched and caressed.

Notes rung true,

Heavens got addressed.


The sounds all familiar,

He hummed along and listened.

Night turned into day,

He never stopped or cared.


A melancholy tone,

Souls wept with joy.

Wires bounced back and forth,

Time stopped to let him play.


Desires arouse alike,

Flames flung and thrived.

Tunes went up to the sky,

To earth angels arrived.


For him it was nothing,

He only wanted one sound.

Uttered by the girl,

He lost and never found.


For he waited too long,

Now she’s not around.

The grief is his misery,

Music keeps him spellbound.