The music plays into our hearts,
weaving us together as we lock our eyes in fervid gaze.
I'm lost in you...
And this is no mere childish phase.
The tempo picks up.
With the quick jump of the Spanish strings,
Our fingers pull into a lock.
Suddenly I find I have wings...
We throw our love across the floor,
In pausing breathe, sit into slight repose.
Then set off in swift flight again,
Amidst the chaos of musical throes.
At last the violent strumming stopped,
Powerful twirls quelled in rest divine.
Nothing left but your fiery gaze,
and your fingers intertwined with mine.
Monday, July 5, 2010
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