My Violin
 

Softly touch the strings of my violin
leaving the invisible marks of tones
Fingerprints leaving blanc traces
on the vulnerable skin

Play the tunes of famous musicians
when nobody's listening, but me
Teardrops on the darkred wood
fading to the edges of my vision

Intoxicate with the touch of a string
embracing my heart with eternal notes
Your carress engraved forever
in the darkred blood of my violin

deze heb ik al eerder gezien. slotje?

Huhw? Hier snap ik niets van.... Sorry!

al goed :), maar dan gaat deze op slot.