Anticipation begins
With a slow hungry beat
Whispered words surge towards
Two hearts that will soon meet
Sweet sounds are plucked
By the merest soft brush
The tune is full
The music is lush
My heart beats in time
To the rhythm you set
You’re a fine musician
Your music I will not forget
Your fingertips move
Like a tribal dancer
You lure, a seducer
A primal romancer
Desire sings in my blood
My body is not immune
You play me like a fine instrument
But I’m loving the tune
The crescendo is all fire
The rhythm is strong
As the last note is fading
I crave the next song
26/07/2010
Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 1:47 AM UTC
Anticipation begins
With a slow hungry beat
Whispered words surge towards
Two hearts that will soon meet
Sweet sounds are plucked
By the merest soft brush
The tune is full
The music is lush
My heart beats in time
To the rhythm you set
You’re a fine musician
Your music I will not forget
Your fingertips move
Like a tribal dancer
You lure, a seducer
A primal romancer
Desire sings in my blood
My body is not immune
You play me like a fine instrument
But I’m loving the tune
The crescendo is all fire
The rhythm is strong
As the last note is fading
I crave the next song
26/07/2010
