Conversation trickles from the mouth, Delicate and airy Like the notes from a music box Opened for the first time Lightly floating music, A violin perhaps Captures every listener Like a rabbit in a snare.
These pleasantries, Repeated as though wound with a key These faces, Cracked paint & ghastly Hanging on every word.
The moment performs a surgery Music of the body Stitched with a cello string Each 'X' a tiny kiss And a quiet request to dance.