The tune of you

You make my fingers dance.
They separate from my thoughts
and tap keys in an order I didn’t know existed.

They pick up pens and pencils
and draw lines from a
happy beginning to no end.

You make my fingers dance
to their own tune.
A tune for no one else.
The tune of you.

© Carl Burkitt 2017

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