Your Songs

Lying with your arms wrapped around me,
blissfully,
my head sits resting under your chin,
you play with the loose strands of hair,
that flutter at my side,
waiting,
you begin to sing me a love song.

Turning my face to meet yours,
i give you a kiss,
encouragement to sing on,
rising melody,
your voice grows louder,
as the songs goes on,
rising passion, your eyes melt away my heart.

Lips meet,
interrupting, with smiling kisses,
you sing through,
softly now,
following the melody with one hand,
while caressing my cheek with your free hand,
i join you for the last verse.

Climax,
as the final note is played full pelt,
you sing with all your might,
glorious, satisfying,
the symphony is not complete,
until we end as we had began, joining into one,
applauding with a shower of kisses.