Adjustments

I always wanted to be a better player but

I didn't really understand

How.

Two years of

Sort of almost having to

Lead

Being the only one who

Really cared enough

To do my best.

 

And so

It came as sort of a shock

To have an instrument section

Finally

That I felt

Had my back musically.

And then

I met you.

 

Playing next to you, for two days

At the very beginning

Way back

Immediately

I noticed

Having your sound in my ear

There should be articulation here.

Dynamics.

Your playing 

Was a validation.

 

I learned within

Two days of knowing you

Without you even mentioning anything

I was doing wrong

I learned how to fix it

And instinctively

Adapted

To fit your tone.

 

A year later,

And I have somehow become

Someone who

Performs

Plays

Brilliantly

Creates the sound I loved

That you did - that you do.

 

And I hear it

Every time I'm next to you -

I hear what it's supposed to be

And it reminds me

What I could do better

And it is so helpful.

Adjusting slurs,

Extra soft here,

Staccato staccato staccato,

The rhythm's like this not that,

All of that,

I learn from simply

Sitting next to you

With my instrument.

Isn't that cool?

QueenBee

VT

13 years old

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