He's The Music

He’s the music to my soul,
The one that knows all the tunes,
The one that knows just how to play,
The fine melodies of my body,
The fine melodies of my heart,
He’s the music to my heart,
The one that knows the way to sing,
The one who’s voice sends me deeper,
Deeper to a place I only thought I had been to before,
But realized that nothing was quite what we have,
Nothing was quite this feeling,
The mark he gave me shines ever so bright,
The one physical,
The one that is even deeper,
The one that reminds me of his touch,
The one that reminds me of his kisses against my body,
The one that reminds me of how he feels against my body,
The one whose very essence gives me a sense of belonging to him,
He’s the music to my dreams,
The ones hidden deep within,
The ones that shine on the surface with him around,
The ones that break through the clouds
Now that he is within me,
He’s the music to my soul,
The one that knows all the tunes,
The ones that brings a meaning of love,
Never fully known,
Never fully realized,
Never fully given a light until now,
He plays the music on those instruments,
And they trance me as he does with his touch,
But what he might not realize,
Is that as he plays,
As the music moves on,
He touches a very part of me,
That has not be awaken until now,
That he holds my heart,
That he holds my heart forever,
That he is the music,
My soul has been searching for.