
my aria
let me be antiphon
for our song
you, diapason
writhe
but clear and strong
our intricate melody
interwoven
in polyglot form
i will be heartbeat
in rhythm and concord
my prima donna
each coda
our promise to return
with every movement
a story
to unfurl
remember
even though
release
at the end
is curtain
to our embrace
it is never sayonara
but parole
for à bientôt
till our next
dress rehearsal.