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
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