A Symphony

When the baton dropped the music began
At first it was a quiet gently melody from the flutes
Singing softly of my love for you
With each measure the melody grew
The clarinets adding their moving harmonies 
The strings began to explore a counter melody 
As the brass sat quietly 
waiting oh so patiently I did for you to hear this symphony 
The baton moved faster leading the music up
Up into euphoria overflowing with fortissimo
The heartbeat from the tympani 
Matched the intensity of the lower brass
Building to a climax when I turned to see 
Nothing but a door closing behind me
The music began to somber falling slowly 
From a forte to a piano
One by one little by little 
each instrument made their silent exit
Leaving the melody behind 
and putting their instrument away
Till all that was left was a single violin 
Playing the finale line in a minor key 
But before it could finish a string breaks 
Though the baton had not yet stopped 
There were no more players
So I softly sang to myself 
Until one day forgot your melody altogether

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