Adagio

She is a one woman symphony.
Her touch covers all of the right gaps

in the broken flute I call my spine, her lips
are so beautiful; they trumpet her beauty

before she has the chance to speak, and her heart beats
to the percussion of my emotions. But, as of late, when she plays

the violin, I prefer her to do it with no strings attached—
because I know when her love for me dies, her music will be even more alive.

Zachary Cooper is currently an undergraduate at SUNY Brockport, studying Creative Writing. He is from a small agricultural town outside of Albany, New York. He has four poems forthcoming in the 2017 issue of SUNY Brockport’s Jigsaw magazine. Zachary hopes to pursue a career as both a writer and professor of English.

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