| vibes* |
| her hand slides across the cool metal, fingers tasting the sounds untouched just below the surface she hesitates, then softly dips into the vibrato she takes a deep breath and soon the chords envelop her - the echoes slide on her skin like satin, full of promise, empty of their own feeling, but it speaks to her heart as she fills it with her own |
| (c) 2001 Krissi M. |
| *Vibes as in Vibraphone. Not good vibrations, or anything like that. It's the instrument. |