Between White and Black
J.P.E. Willems
09 September 2026
Between White and Black
My fingers drift
across ivory white
and deepest black.
Every touch becomes a heartbeat.
White keys open into light,
black ones keep your secret.
Together, they spell your name.
The melody breathes the way
I breathe when you look at me.
Let the piano speak
what my lips still dare not say.
Until the final note
lingers like a kiss.
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