Living In The Music

The tuscan sun dips over the horizon
a river of red flows through the hills
gentle the sounds of love come alive
claiming another montalcino night

Echo the strums silhouetting my soul
soft samba beats calling me home
fragile red petals dance through the air
an illusion of light,   lifts me away

Vivere attraverso la musica  floating
tender touch serenades to the moon
attraction filters a sensual perception
and hearts twirl as every note's inhaled