From ivory keys your song enfolds me.
Your melody embraces me,
and whispers sweet calm.
I am but a wildflower growing
deep into your core, yet
your song fences me from loneliness;
like wings, transports my heart
to unknown spheres,
a guiding star when darkness falls,
or rain blinds my way.
And should death take us,
one or the other,
your song would not end.