Hermanas de Amor His gentle fingers caress With passion The ebony and ivory sisters, Sitting side by side. There's a repartee Between him and the Sisters of Love. No words are needed, To possess perfect harmony. Just A piece of music In simple paper, To reveal deep desires That burns within their heart. The sweetest melodies, Break the silence of expectation. After his encounter, The only reward he desires-- Is the pleasure of many. The Piano Man. |