Piano In The Dark....... Prose Poem.......

Sometimes, when you have been with that special someone for a long time, you need a moment to yourself, to clear ones head, I had one of those moments and sat quietly in the comfort of the dark... She awaking from her slumber, and came looking for me. This poem is partially about that moment…

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Without word, he silently climbed out the warmth of our bed and walked into the dark of the living room,

My mind pondered, my ears listened for a sign of noise from him,

But nothing but darkness came from his direction...

Time passed, I set up in the bed and softly called out his name,

Nothing but silence and darkness beckoned my call...

Bewildered, I sat in the comfort of the dim lit room and waited for his return...

Waiting and dead silence becomes annoying, then fretting,

Soon I heard my voice calling out his name once again...

Again, my eyes were met with darkness, my ears with silence,

My heart started to race with anticipation, but soon that anticipation turned to guilt that I might have been the cause of his sudden departure...

As much as I wanted to leave the warmth and comfort of the bed to fore seek him, I didn't want my presence to invade what might be a moment of privacy he had chosen...

Just as I called his name into the darkness once more, I heard his fingertips skipping across the keys of the piano...

Slow and almost none audible, a sad none rhythmic tone from the piano came from the dark...

My body raised out the bed, then stumbled into the darkness of the living room,

While standing near him in total silence, I listened to the sobering slow sad tone he was playing on the piano, in the dark...

My body stumble next to his, he didn't say a word, he just kept playing that sad song on the piano, in the shadows of the dark....

After listening to his sad song for a while, my voice broke its silence and asked him was he alright?

His head scarcely nodded in recognition of my voice,

As his fingers kept softly walking across the piano keys, in the dark...

My body gently leaned on his in a loving supporting stance,

My hand rose and caressed the nape of his neck, a sad sighed emerged in the sheer darkness of the room as he kept playing his sad song, on the piano, in the dark...

As sudden as he started playing, he stopped...

As dead silence echoed in the room, I felt the gentle touch of his hand roaming up the back of my thigh to my buttocks,

It lingered while softly, tenderly, rubbing on its bare surface...

My body leaned over; my lips planted a soft affectionate kiss on his forehead...

His lungs took a slow, deep breath, then he stood up and pulled my body deeply into his...

With his arms wrapped tightly around my body, my lungs gasped as his deep affectionate hug squeezed the air out of them...

Still without word, he gingerly pulled my body down onto the carpet floor,

His fingertips slowly, gingerly, opened the front of my nightgown,

And as if they was still playing the keys of the piano,

His fingertips played a tender love song on my keys,

"in the silence of the dark”....

It’s not about if life common woes will wear you down, its just when…

When that moment comes, you have to let your mind release, even if it’s just for a minute, so it can have room for the love you share with that special someone, to flow back in.... 1man...