Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 I Play for Me

My recital, no one has come,

So far just piano and me.

I am feeling somewhat lonesome.

But then each finger touches key,

And I am no longer alone,

As I make music come alive,

And feel the love in sounded tone,

A feeling upon which I thrive.

And suddenly my heart's full of

The joy, no matter solitaire.

The piano and I make love,

Never is a lonely affair.

The mirror beside me is a plus,

A duet, just the two of us.