Our Song Poem by Gordon D Wilkinson

Sounds bounce about in my head
Blended carrying the soul into fantasy
Invigorating passages from the strings
Eerie echoes of wilderness beauty brought by music
Hearing the waterfalls splashing over rocks in the pianos notes
Crashing down to the depths with the timpani
All coming together in a profusion of sound
So deep and vibrant
Reminding me of you
Of the music of love that you bring to my life
Passion that washes over my body from your touch
Like the violins trembling voice
These hands are jealous of mine own lips
As they wander in exploration
Eyes feasting on beauties bounty before them
Mind racing out of control
Wanting everything at once
Every tremor felt by the electricity along my fingertips
Lightly enticing sighs of pleasure
Feather light kisses up and down
On the cheek tracing slowly to ears and neck
Back towards their goal
Slightly opened in expectation
Quivering
Joined with searing heat
Tongues locked in battle
Still the music plays so loud
A symphony of love and battle rages
No quarter asked or given
Each passage, every note played with pleasure
Rising to a fever pitch of ecstasy
Crescendos of taste and touch
Exploding guns at Sebastopol’s door do not compare
Completion of our loves song