Silken Thoughts

Laying in bed all day
with silky thoughts
in a champagne haze  

an empty glass of water
rests barren on the floor
her eyes light up
as he enters
through the door

with every stride
across the room
whispered lyrics
begin to bloom
In an encore
from the night before

he plays her meticulously
fining tuning
her every chord
echoes carry
thru the chambers
a symphony is sung

eyes resting
upon each other
heart beats building
for the day is young