MyMusicBox (for Jay)

And in the

Moonlight that blankets

Your now sleeping

Form a distant

Melody dances like

Fireflies above the

Bed prompting me

To study the

Black keys of

Your rib cage

My fingers dancing

Lightly there like

Plump little bumblebees

So as not

To awaken you

But simply to

Play Debussy’s DeLune

Making you into

My music box