Duet

Scared

Nervous

Terrified.

We step

One

At

A

Time

Onto

The stage.

Chairs.

Stands.

Folders.

Music.

Piano music,

Starting.

And we enter.

I know this

You know this

We both know what it means.

Notes.

Rhythm.

I get lost in the sound

Hiding, partly,

Burying myself in

The music.

You've done this before

I haven't.

I remind myself

That I knew

From day one.

That I knew

I knew

We needed to do this.

I knew we could.

I knew we should.

We needed

A partnership

A collaboration

Dipping and diving,

Soaring and flying,

Background,

Supportive,

It helps, having that

But we got this, don't we?

And I can feel

That we do.

Undoubtedly

This is what we are for

Why we are here.

To share this.

It sounds

So good

And feels

Even better.

A perfect balance

Between two instruments.

Reading off of each other's cues,

Falling into sync,

Adapting,

Adjusting,

Always.

It's so natural.

It's so easy.

When I go up,

And you go down.

We match each other's sound

Perfectly.

Yes,

This is what I want,

I think.

A perfect night

A perfect duet

Despite some mistakes

And a perfect

Bond.

QueenBee

VT

14 years old

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