Softly Spoken Poem by Lizzy Scott

Making our way downstairs,
The faint feeling of his hand slipping into mine
Was an unexpected yet amazing feeling.

Pointing out the piano in a corner of the room
We slowly creep over and sit on the stool.
“You should play a song for me”

I softly say, looking into his cool green eyes.
As he places his hands on the ivory keys,
A clock in the corner starts the beat.

As the music starts softly playing
It fills every corner of the room
With its inclining harmony.

Detecting the melody of his lullaby
Weaving through the profusion of notes,
Closing my eyes, I taking in the sound.

With every key came a new feeling,
A new sense of reality…
As the music became unbearably sweet

I found I couldn’t speak.
Looking down at my trembling hands
I look over at him, to find him looking into my eyes.

The emotion there was deeper then could be described,
More extravagant then could be said with words.
“This song is for you”

He says sweetly,
As the music seems to reverberate off the walls
And take on an even richer tone.

A smile teases the corner of his mouth,
As the seamless music brings out emotions I had never felt.

“Never leave me” He softly whispers,
More to himself then to me.

“Look after my heart… I’ve left it with you”
Closing his eyes as the music changes its tone
To something softer, it slowly ends.

Taking my hands in his, he gently holds them.
The next words he said with such feeling,
And very quietly… “I love you…”


(C) Elizabeth Scott 2011