an enthralling view across the road
( Orchard Road, SG. sometime in December, 2008 )
She soulfully plays her music oblivious to the chaos that surrounds her, I wonder who is she playing for.
Her eyes; downcast, her face; longing, her music; yearning.
I wonder who is she waiting for.
She smiled shyly on a little boy, who in his innocence waved gingerly at her.
I need not wonder anymore.
Her story is her music.
Discerned by the chaste few who chose to listen.
She soulfully plays her music oblivious to the chaos that surrounds her, I wonder who is she playing for.
Her eyes; downcast, her face; longing, her music; yearning.
I wonder who is she waiting for.
She smiled shyly on a little boy, who in his innocence waved gingerly at her.
I need not wonder anymore.
Her story is her music.
Discerned by the chaste few who chose to listen.
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