Linking with the Sunday Muse for Muse # 97
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“Sometimes you have to get to know someone really well to
realize you're really strangers.”
~Mary Tyler Moore
True love always moves me to tears
The kind that flow like piano keys
Touched by Liberace
Yet there are things that cannot be touched
Only loved from afar
And ghosts that cannot be seen
But they are there just the same
Secrets as real as the luxury of pearls
But a rare few will get to hold them
Bare as the back in an elegant gown
A am witness to the deepest of concertos
For I never learned to play by ear
But I learned to listen well
To all the missing chords in verse
and every song unsung
you played me for a fool
but the solo is yours alone
I carry the tune with me
But I have learned to moved on
For true love always moves me to tears
And you were no Liberace!
