Beyond death.

Harrowing sounds of a discordant pianoforte, pulled at my heartstrings, as above so below. Woke me from my slumber with a sweet song, Filled with awe and love my rotting corpse, as I hear you, hear you play each chord. I'm convinced i've loved you once before, another time, another life, so long ago, now I inspire the maggots as I rot, yet I yearn and hear you still, in my bones.