When I silently chant your name,
It refrains in my chest like my favorite song.
My heart races every time I see you,
Like the wind playing a piano.
No matter how hard I practice, I can never get better,
The wind of loneliness just continues to crescendo.
Stars in my eyes, you in my heart… Is this… love?
I draw, and then erase your caricature,
With each recollection, I dream, and my face grows hot.
The portrait of a smile that erasing doesn’t diminish,
I hit the piano again, unable to sleep.
You probably cannot teach your heart lessons,
But I still want to bring you the kindness of forte.
I hope this prayer reaches you, someday.
Gentle breeze… deliver this sonatine of the heart.
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