In F major’s gentle embrace, a tale unfolds, Beethoven’s gift, a story with grace, it molds. Strings whisper softly, in tender embrace, A symphony of feelings, in a timeless space.
Notes pirouette like a dance on air, Love’s whispers woven with utmost care. Fingers calloused, worn, caress the keys, Revealing a world where heartache flees.
Majestic phrases, a plea sincere, A canvas painted with melodies dear. Orchestral whispers beneath the moon’s soft light, Beethoven’s Romance, a celestial flight.
In F major key, passion takes flight, A serenade of joy, an ode to the night. Eternal echoes in each heartfelt note, Beethoven’s Romance, a melody afloat.
Let this humble boy’s pen convey, The beauty of Beethoven’s masterpiece today. With a heart sincere, and dreams so vast, A song unfolds, from a pen so steadfast.
E.P. Robles | Poetry 