Love Poem: Callused Fingers
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Written by: Emile Pinet

Callused Fingers



Callused fingers press vibrating strings drawing passion from a violin. And with burnished wood snug to his cheek the violinist plays from his heart. Subtle vibes saturate my being as crying strings elicit feelings. And expounding on love’s betrayal music stirs the imagination. His bow hangs like a lingering kiss savoring the taste of ecstasy. And then with tears trickling down his cheek he unleashes unbridled fervor. Experiencing pangs of rapture sound slips the bounds of reality. And every note penetrates my heart, igniting flames of fire and passion. 5/7/2015