Musical Love

My love and passion

I close my eyes, the silence and the darkness fill my page.
I feel the wind, hear the music in the leaves.
My soul soars. I can hear the birds, the babbling brook, each singing in turn.
Their harmonies leaving notes that imbed upon the blank space of my book.
Each turn of the skys leaves me in tears as I fill my lungs with sweet crisp air.
Suddenly colors burst forth as I open my eyes to the sunset.
The majesty of red, blue, yellow, and green, mixing into the artists pallet.
I can hear your soul. The song of desire and longing reaching my heart.
Pulling me twards you like a magnet. Our polarities attracting, searching, and reaching.
The notes draw themselves faster upon my heart. The rhythm guiding me to you.
I hear your words, the match to my beat. Your whispers, the echo to my song.
Come, let me hear your heart. Let me delve into your soul as I create the melody of love.
Sing to me. Let your words be my life and my creation your inspiration.
Croon to me and inspire my song. Lift my soul and guide my heart.
Let me hear you speak my name. For I am now yours.

Author's Note

Just something I was feeling. Thank you.