THE MUSIC WAS A SOFT CRY IN THE DARKNESS a mourning tune / a funeral march , a dove singing atop the stone angels in the graveyard . it was solemn , and sad , and lonely ---- and perhaps that is why he followed the tune , as if drawn by some magic force towards its woeful crescendos ( for if anyone understood loneliness , it was him . the figure of a thousand years of primordial darkness / the face of the sun , trapped alone in hell ) companionship had become foreign , comfort was not afforded to those drowned in rivers ---- love begotten by those whose gods held their dying hearts ❝ you play beautifully , is it a composition of your own ? ❞
@composehr , 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑟














