Whispered notes escaped his lips
A symphony of words
A lilting, haunting melody
Craving to be heard
Gentle notes caress her ear
Cooing takes its toll
Doucement he woos her with
Concerto for her soul
The Maestro weaves a movement
Ensnares her in a web
Caresses her with chorus
Breathlessly she’s led
Pinnacle of fevered pitch
Envelopes and stuns her
Crescendo brings another wave
Of paralyzing thunder
Maestro, You’re the master
Your words are art created
Murmurs, whispers, movement,
touch Sensations unabated
