Sometimes sad songs
Begin by pulsing with hope
Creating a star splashed stage
Bright with energy's promise
And glittering potential
Barely restrained by an elegant waltz
Sporting with march and mazurka
Teasing rare gems cut in designs of six and eight
Measuring each a signature time on stage
Until distantly present
A lonely phrase unveils the first sad notes
At first easily denied
Brushed aside by an impetuous allegro
Jumping and spinning defiance
Strength and determined youth
Golden and radiant yet vulnerable
Guileless to plot and intrigue
Easily seduced by a solo violin
Aroused by tense arpeggios ignited on a harp
Beholds beauty dressed in glowing black
A pearl lustrous with night
Masquerading as a swan in white
Thus sadness courts romance
Gaining center stage at last
An oboe pleads
Joined by yearning strings
And the power of horns and winds
A building, bursting black star
Still bearing a white hot heart
A paradox of pain music alone survives
Love's bewitchment by desire
Redeemed by love's saddest song
Desire defeated by devotion's sword
On stage and off