You are an artist, my love

Your mouth is a musician’s mouth, your lips his tool

My body is the instrument you play, drawing forth the music that is our passion.

My cries are the melody, your groans are the lyrics,

Our bodies come together and beat the rhythm of our song.

Your breath hushes me, my moans do not obey

My hair whispers on your skin in silken sigh,

While your clever fingers wring from me gasp!

Our voices mingle in perfect harmony,

As, together, we sing the wordless song of our love