Distingue`
Her unctuous grace refuses
As she's too nervous
To engage with note
Upon the mollified air
Until her assiduous tones
Scathed with piteous symbols
Finds me within
A moment of arrest
Without a moment's rest
She strikes the core of agony
With an understating calm
That distracts me to a day
Where the past
Still lets me play
Once my violin quivers
Through my silent nod
Then at last
I am past
The moment
