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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