Your fingers comb through my hair
as though you are caressing
the strings of a harp.
Your thighs squeeze me, gently,
like a cello you long to draw
the perfect note from.
Your whisper serenades me,
wooing me to the window
of desire, so I can see your love.
Your kiss mellows my cries,
bringing the tone and pitch
to the level you long for.
You play my body so capably
until our souls and our bodies
melt together in perfect harmony.
