To be owned
and known so completely
you have mastered
the song of my life.
You caress my soul
as the strings of a harp
you play the chords of my heart
trapped in your embrace
The melody tells our story
the peaceful strokes played
with your tender care
to the turbulence of your sadness
spoken in verse
The rising and ebbing
of emotions grown to fullness over time
plays out the symphony
of our lives in music
Enthralled by the music
your love plays
I beg only of thee
don't stop playing me. |