I feel it everywhere..his essence takes over my senses like an orchestra..i am powerless-enveloped with the intensity of his tune,
Transformed, in his arms i am a guitar~his fingers create a melody with the strings of my heart,
Engaged am captured in the rythm of his soul~he is the drummer and i am the beat,
Motivated, he fuels my fire, arising within me a composition for intimacy,
He courses through me~a dance of passion lingering on madness.
I am in a sudden sweetness, held to him softly as a violin~rising from my voice a staccato of short breathes,
I am powerless as his intonation takes over me,
I am heeding to his rhyme,
I succumb into his tempo,
I am drawn into the strength of his bass,
Inevitably i find myself; mind, body and soul~bursting out in a falsetto..bowing and mellowing down as his tone narrows down for a finish.