You sway slightly Over the shiny black box
The ivory rectangles 
Fall lightly
Under your fingertips
 
You close your eyes
Feeling each note
Flowing into the air
Like syrup
Melting through my ears
Sweet as honey
 
Pouring feelings through wavelengths
Each note,
Pure as the last,
Pierce the air
 
Then your voice,
Low like thunder
And dark as storm clouds,
Echoes in the room
 
You hum to warm up
Then start to sing
Like angels floating through the doors,
The room is suddenly filled
With glorious sound
And golden feelings
 
You almost start another line
But stop yourself when you see me
Watching from the doorway
Entranced by the sound
Forgetting you wanted to be alone
 
You turn back 
And I watch your fingers
Lightly graze the keys
But the music no longer plays
You seem to feel the notes
The emotion in the song
But the sound is nonexistent
 
I hush my thoughts
So I don't bother you
I choose flight
Instead of fight
To simply avoid
Confrontation
 
I'm sorry if I ruined the song
You had been growing
The tiny seeds you had sown
I'll just leave
I'm sorry 
It seems
The music dies
Whenever I'm around
 
Before I go, though,
Remember
Sometimes the silence
Is more powerful
Than the noise