YOU ARE MY MUSIC

As I think of you,
read your words
and dare to imagine
how amazing YOU are,
music fills my soul:
the strings of my
heart play angelic notes
and new verses from
the depths of my soul
agree with the throbbing
of my being;
when I think of you
an angelic host plays
refrains in secret places
and allegiance stands tall;
the strings of my being
are plucked by your touch;
my loins rise in rapture
as you find new notes
to experiment with...
YOU,
and YOU alone
are my music;
meet me at the
kissing place and music
me all night. Okay?