Placing a kiss upon my skin,

the beginning of a beautiful song.

Like the first note upon the music sheet,

when maestros compose a beautiful melody,

played night long.

Plaintive sighs escape my lips

speaking like a violin’s cries, rising like a guitar’s riffs

Strumming the plains and lines of the expanse of flesh before your eyes

As the pianist obeys the flow of notes on the treble and bass lines.

We come together

the crescendo of an orchestra

blending effortlessly

the way the instruments do

I become a part of you.

And now you’re written on my skin,

forever a song on my heart

Every note and line begins,

that sweet melody that makes my soul start