Another great poem! I liked the repition of Play me-part. I could picture a woman sitting at a light brown grand piano in a parlor.. I love your poems becuase they are powerful and say alot-but can be taken to however the reader wants it to. I see it as her in the begining staring at the piano, longing to play, but not beign able to. She desires to, but she can't-she can't read the notes, know the melody or what have you. And yet the music man standing and watching her-seeing her staring at the paino, but she can't see him..
Really good.

Cool, cool, dodu get the idea od this title from Matrix??(ya kno? Train man and the key man??) ANyway, nice poem, it was great, very nicely written. Keep writing!
If u can, plz r and r some of my work too, it will mean a lot to me.
Thanks!