imagine a waltz, a side swagger
imagine me and you
imagine a song played for two
intro
we begin, common time, common lives
shared and sacred smiles
we begin with two strangers recounting their lies
dancing and circling one another quietly
one move at a time
piano
a brisk walk and hot cocoa
the snow falls around us
the world is quiet
all is soft
the world is light
crescendo
two worlds combine and become one
things are well for our two young lovers
life gets louder
their relationship grows and flows
and love is measured in their heartbeats
forte
they move forward, see each other in the light
happy days, happy days, and all the same between
they find solace in small things
and their actions scream
decrescendo
they fight over who stays and who goes
one of them cheats, the other leaves, a sick sad attempt at prose
the world is getting queiter
as their world tries to hide that it's splitting into two
a soli
now there is only one
dancing fingertips and the mournful voice of a sinner
lies escaping from lips, they didn't last until next winter
life breaks promises
and promises break lives
but it appears as a lonely song of each holding their own fights
ritardano
the music swells. and the birds sing
the girl realizes maybe she was meant to be her own goddamn queen
the music has never sounded quite as full
her heart has been filled
and they find their ways for the pain to recede
outro
a duet in the life of loss and love
a song of finding yourself
perform your piece
the world is your stage
YOU ARE READING
My Kitchen Sink
PoetryAre you searching for purpose? Then write something, yeah it might be worthless. -Twenty One Pilots This is my worthless writings, for a kitchen sink to you is not a kitchen sink to me. Stay street.