Ebony and ivory, they go so well together,
Like beauty and the beast, withstanding all forms of weather,
Golden fingertips dance upon the keys,
White to black, A to G.
She sung her pretty little tune, her skin glistening in the sun,
The notes which proceeded her lips, beautiful and toned to one,
The monster in the back, he listened, like a looming fog,
But he approached and brought claw to key, then withdrew, fearful of halt to her prologue.
The gold smiled and shifted aside upon the bench, beckoning him to sit,
She wanted his company and for the sake of her dit.
He perched himself a distance from her side and brought claw to keys,
Noting her listening, he slipped up and pulled away, a mere tease.
'Come now, dear monstrosity, do not withdraw.'
'I beg you, continue.' She had loved what she saw.
With a disgruntled expression, he humored her want,
His expression eased a tad, she hadn't meant to daunt.
'That's enough.' He spoke abrupt as he rose from his place,
Soon after, he disappeared without a trace.
The golden maiden chuckled and returned to her instrument.
She sung a tune, to the monster, magnificent.
Outside the door, adorning the frame,
The monster peered inside, his expression tame.
He adorned a smile and quietly closed his eyes,
Listening to the maiden's tune, he was comforted inside.
Like beauty and the beast, withstanding all forms of weather,
Golden fingertips dance upon the keys,
White to black, A to G.
She sung her pretty little tune, her skin glistening in the sun,
The notes which proceeded her lips, beautiful and toned to one,
The monster in the back, he listened, like a looming fog,
But he approached and brought claw to key, then withdrew, fearful of halt to her prologue.
The gold smiled and shifted aside upon the bench, beckoning him to sit,
She wanted his company and for the sake of her dit.
He perched himself a distance from her side and brought claw to keys,
Noting her listening, he slipped up and pulled away, a mere tease.
'Come now, dear monstrosity, do not withdraw.'
'I beg you, continue.' She had loved what she saw.
With a disgruntled expression, he humored her want,
His expression eased a tad, she hadn't meant to daunt.
'That's enough.' He spoke abrupt as he rose from his place,
Soon after, he disappeared without a trace.
The golden maiden chuckled and returned to her instrument.
She sung a tune, to the monster, magnificent.
Outside the door, adorning the frame,
The monster peered inside, his expression tame.
He adorned a smile and quietly closed his eyes,
Listening to the maiden's tune, he was comforted inside.
