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Clair de Lune played on piano really touched my soul. It made me want to dance, so I did. |
| The light touch of fingers on the smooth cool wood Softly, slowly, taking in the sensation in the stillness Quietly spilling into the silence, clear notes echo in the room Movement, timid, tentative, feather touches of feet on the floor Drinking in the soul of the song, the flow of the melody Letting each note speak through the motions Music coursing, pulsing through every part of the body Leaping, arching, riding the wave of the emotion in song Feeling taken in from everywhere, everything The driving pure melody, the cool smooth floor, the air Eyes closed wanting to just savor the few minutes Alone, with the music, and the passion in the soul. |