A swing of the pendulum rocks away
As the keys of the piano jump up and down
Life is but a world of black and white
Sometimes the keys cannot be seen, only heard
Music runs through the fingers like medieval waters
The hopeless melody plays, like romance
As a dimly lit candlelight illuminates the dark room
The essence of its light caressing the lonely air
A flame sways side to side waiting to extinguish
Its light so insignificant to the picture frame of life
The swinging pendulum suddenly stops
A fighting hour hand makes peace with the minute
Time is insignificant, the room remains still
The essence of romance is now coherent
Flames, Time, Music, Light and dark now friends
Peace can certainly coexist even with the absence of time
A sensual atmosphere now engulfs in absolute bliss