every touch a melody
each tender kiss a song
life spent in three-quarter time
tunes written for the heart to hear
etched upon my skin

I love you whispered in poetic prose
the rhythm of a beating heart
body moves and sways in time
each note struck to perfect chime
I ring, I sing loud and clearly

my body's tunes played in concert
the tempo rises and falls as we do
rhythmic changes pulse over our flesh
our timing building, building higher
until our crescendo lays us to waste..