I must apologize for the condition of my writing as I type into my computer screen. Crooners, violins, ivory keys, and delicate drums are pouring out into my living room. My dull apartment is flooding with splashes of color. I glide around my kitchen floor, overcome with movement as the music peaks into its refrain.
“I hear a symphony”
I hear Dooley Wilson singing beside a raspy piano. He was right, you know. Moonlight and love songs will always hold a magical place in our hearts. Our hearts yearn to connect to another rhythm- a drum, a bass, or another heart if we’re lucky.
“Moonlight and love songs / never out of date”
The pink patches of piano dim as my favorite sad song begins with its acoustic strums and longing vocals. The celestial cello clenches my waist in a hug, tighter than any human could ever give. The chromatic notes somehow find their place in harmony.
“In the cathedrals of New York and Rome / there is a feeling that you should just go home / and spend a lifetime finding out just where that is”
A lost scene from the film Singin’ in the Rain emerges. I imagine Gene Kelly dreamily gazing into the horizon. A picture-perfect setup for his solo. Trumpets. Spins. He erupts in sweet melody, enamored by his love at first sight. I can hear him grinning as he sings. He gets me to sing along.
“All I do is dream of you! / I keep dreamin’ of you”
A muted electric guitar picks along, guiding my steps toward my bedroom. Bruno Major gracefully plays me into my nightly routine. I wash my face, put away my homework, and cuddle up in a comfy hoodie. It is quiet.
“But tonight your apartment has so much appeal / Who needs stars? We’ve got a roof”
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