They were a musical team,

Playing music with their hearts,

When her bow touched her violin

It sang.

Then his fingers flew over the strings

Of his violin cello

Deftly asking the violin

To dance,

Show a little romance,

And her violin responded,

Calling passionately to the violin cello,

Whispering so softly at times

Only they could hear.

They were a musical team,

Playing music with their souls.

When his bow touched the violin cello,

The strings hummed,

His fingers dancing in time with hers.

The violin cello answered the violin’s whispers,

The music deeper and melodious.

The musicians played on,

Flirting with riff and tune

Their eyes aware of slight variations,

Playing music to soothe,

Music to excite.

A nod of the head,

A quick flirtatious smile,

A slowing of tempo,

A quick burst of energy,

Never competing,

Always building and completing,

Together as a team,

Smooth and loving,

Admiring within each song,

Using their partner’s strengths

To accomplish more than before

That’s what love is for.

December 9. 2015

By dan roberson

 

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