Your expert fingers gently
strum and pluck at my strings
Making every inch of me sing.
My body thrums
With each staccato beat
And goosebumps ***** my skin as we race towards the crescendo.
The music peaks
And beautifully tuned notes entwine
In heart-stopping harmony.
Your bass blends
With my soprano
In a perfect balance of tone and pitch.
In the stillness that follows
The music fades
Into a duet of breathy sighs.
And then we :||
Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 8:12 PM UTC
Your expert fingers gently
strum and pluck at my strings
Making every inch of me sing.
My body thrums
With each staccato beat
And goosebumps ***** my skin as we race towards the crescendo.
The music peaks
And beautifully tuned notes entwine
In heart-stopping harmony.
Your bass blends
With my soprano
In a perfect balance of tone and pitch.
In the stillness that follows
The music fades
Into a duet of breathy sighs.
And then we :||
Let's make beautiful music together.
Poem 4 in my "7 Poems in 7 Days" self-challenge. Bonus challenge: All titles must be school subjects. Feel free to join me!
