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Stringing Strings.

When Joshua Bell has placed his skilled fingers on to the violins and playing along the strings masterfully,

The notes of rhythms and melodious harmony sprays into the atmosphere of dimmed lights

Bright dots, wired lines, condensed feather, covered with quilt and sarong,

And one heart



That speaks at its loudest in silence.



When Joshua Bell has placed his skilled fingers on to the violins and playing along the strings masterfully,

I know your hands do the same to the set of alphabets in a piece of make-believe dreamy-like trash,

“Don’t be so harsh”,

You often told me, but then you let me do the bash.



Because tonight you have been greatly missed.



By one who jumps deep to the core.



When Joshua Bell has placed his skilled fingers on to the violins and playing along the strings masterfully,

One party lies awake while the other wanders along the imaginary land, freely

Though they are intertwined

They never interfere

But distraction will always be welcome to remind me,



How great you always have been.



How terribly eventful the time that has taken its toll to prolong.



Tonight, T, we listen to the same air that we breathe.



When Joshua Bell has finished playing,

Let me know

So that I can get up and be myself

To be yours.



Nitey nite, T.

 
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