Saturday, December 7, 2013

Blazing Fingers Comments

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Touched your face as in a dream
You make my waking hours seem
Like a lucid dream, so real
Are the emotions that haunt
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Doris Cornago 03 April 2018

Reading this poem again makes me remember my friend from another country, the renowned pianist Pedro Cornago, who kept up with me in the early mornings (his early evenings) so we can partake of a meal of creativity awakened by memories and piano - his and mine mingling in compassion. Thank you my friend for sharing with me pieces of yourself and putting back together my own shattered pieces.

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