You Are More Than A Women Poem by Tamiz Ludi

You are absorbed in music, thinking of the ninth symphony,
Thinking of Beethoven, thinking of Mozart.
And nature is then lyrical, immersed in Sebastian Bach.
Yours finers playing on the piano around clear notation
You are not you, as if you yourself is violin sonata.

And I am looking at your petal-like fingers enchanted
Seeing meditation, meditative eyes, infatuated body
Like classical music you stayed out of my reach incessantly
More than a woman, you remained as Beethoven and Mozart