The Music Shop

I'd like to tell you the truth

I hardly know you

And I don't want to let you go

 

 

Deep in Dublin city

I sat alone in a music shop

I played piano and never stopped

There was a tap on my shoulder

A pair of eyes were sparkling like raindrops

His hair was all a wire

He had a crooked smile

Harry said he

Pleased to meet you said me

We shook hands and spoke of piano keys

Like strong wind blowing though trees

I wanted to fall to my knees 

My Birthday is in July said I

Same with mine he said to me

We stood and smiled in silence

Shy and in wonder

Nervous and undercover

The sparks were like no other

Soon I had to go

Standing behind us

My sister needed me

and I regretted not having much left to show

Harry I want you to know

On that day you made me merry

One day this January

I discovered you and your brother

You were born on my birthday

and I was born on yours

July 21st 1992 was the day

Was that time for lovers?

For fate?

Our meeting surely wasn't a mistake

You sing and play your guitar

I admire you from afar

Harry if we ever meet again

 I hope we can be friends

Your life will never be the same

For you are sky rocketing to fame

I'll never forget that day

The time I sat in Dublin

In Dublin at a music shop

Caught, acknowledged, and taken higher by you

You shouted your love from the rooftop

And I promised I'd forget you not

Author's Note

Reviews

[Sir Drift & Mr. Pulse]

Hmmmmm? A poetic story. I like it. This is very nice and piano!? I love the piano. I should write about it. I really enjoyed it. Please read my story Tears and Ashes

[SuspectGray]

OK... I really enjoyed this. The sentence structure does so much to enhance this work. ( : O )

[Malior]

This is a great story set in poetry. You laid the words out beautifully.

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful and hopeful story my friend.
"You shouted your love from the rooftop
And I promised I'd forget you not"
I like the ending a lot. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry. I had to read twice.
Coyote

[ANTO]

Beauty opens eyes but music opens souls Kathryn and you obviously made a strong connection to our fellow on the mandolin. A truly awesome tale. Thanks for sharing it with us all. :))

[Gaurav]

Romance might get back in the air, thanks to your poem. It is a classic case of love. Good one.

[AaronFreitas]

This is a perfectly romantic write. I love the imagery, this one is loaded with feelings of happiness and a desire to know more and what could have been. Awesome work :)

[wordman]

a touching and profound meeting!impressions you`ll never forget

[Shelbie]

very cute! I love it! I want to read more because of how good it is!

[dan]

Such a quaint tale of love from a distance, your word play carries the piece smoothly (but for one instance: how did the part about "my sister needed me" fit in with the rest?) I read it first without the music and liked it a lot. Then I read it WITH the music and it seemed magical. The music really bolstered the strength of the poem. Well done, young lady! take care...dan