The violins are playing,
dear.
The music is saying it so
clear.
But, you cannot understand
it, I fear.
I simply hope that someday
you can listen and hear.
The roses are blooming with
fragrance, dear.
The aroma puts me into a gay
trance-like sphere.
But you smell the rose and
then the magic disappears.
I simply wish you chose to
embrace the gift shared here.
The wind is blowing gently
against my skin, dear.
The feeling I am part of
what's always been, comes near.
I can hear their voices as
they sing softly into my ear.
I simply want you listen
closely, their songs are sincere.
I am touching you dear, and
letting my fingers explore.
I desire your kisses filled
with passion, nothing more.
Lips that touch, suckle, the
taste of love is ours to savor.
Lips against the skin,
gentle, across the jaw-line, I implore.
I can hear the music of my
heart playing softly, my dear.
As your tongue traces love
notes and goose-bumps appear.
You smell like a man should,
musky... with a bit of austere.
I need for you to understand
what your kisses should revere.
They show grace with the
time you take to linger o'er me
They take all honor and love
to their highest degree.
Nothing but your long
passionate kisses will my heart free.
I am confident you will
unlock the door, you alone possess the key.
Come now, listen to the
music of our love make a beautiful sound.
Come and smell the delight
of fragrant passion dancing all around.
Come dear, feel the breeze
against your skin as we lie upon the ground.
Come here and let your touch
explore, there is a treasure to be found.
I shall open the heavens so
you can hear their symphony.
I shall call down the
breezes to cool the fire between you and me.
I shall open the bloom
gently, the delicate petals only your eyes can see.
I shall offer myself to you,
dear, to give me your love so passionately.
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