Fermata

All is mute as music fled in shame

And dreams, and time, and love

halted all the same

.

When reality ceases, memories start to fly

Forever fleeting

high above the sky

.

The instance lingers like a barren hole

And the heart waits

To be filled awhole

.

Will you dance with me in this fermata?

Even in the heels

of the advancing armada?

.

Will you stay with me forever more

In the lulled fleets of time

That move no more?

.

Give me your hand, give me your heart

In a brief fermata

Never be pulled apart

.

By and by the lute starts to sing

A sign of the sweet

Fermata fading

.

But, love, will you dance with me in this moment?

Even the time will start to move

In sharp unbearable torments

.

The halt revives as the music in scores regain

To the reality we fling

When shall we meet again?

Author's note:

I don't know why I wrote this. I think, because I was bored. 3 days at home, I did nothing but torturing my mind playing the silly keyboard. I tend to be creepy when I was bored and alone and while looking at the piano scores, I keep imagining things, like how the keynotes look like little soldiers. Hahaha… most of the time, I will do mistakes and mix things up… that's why they are like soldiers… we should not let our guard down or the music will be killed by those soldier-like keynotes.

Always I will feel quite relief when the left hand is given a break. Really, it sounds like a peace treaty… or something like that. Then, my mind went wild again, thinking there was a pilot meeting another pilot and during the treaty he fell in love with her. I could clearly see the two airplanes dancing in the sky (or shall I say 2 Gundam suits?! – I supposed I had rewatched Hoshi no Koe too seriously to be having this kind of thoughts), chasing each other but in such an ill-time, not firing and destroying each other. And as the treaty was broken, they parted ways… being enemies again.

Hahahahaha! What a story! And it all started when I was playing the silly keyboard on the floor! ^_^ I don't know what the others will imagine reading this, though…