He touches me,
An ache runs across my being
I feel him at an ethereal level
When he transfigures his soul
Into strains of divine music
The music that passes through me
Its each note is ecstasy
I lie inert, my each atom vibrates
At this very moment, he leaves me alone
Alive yet insensate, in another insistent wait.
So here I am:
Beloved and ignored, visible yet invisible
Fused yet apart, apart yet inseparable
Ahhh! I am love's total surrender
Dead and alive at his command
He is my enigma, the light of my heart
I am his little secret, the jewel of his arm
Lying end to end, from shoulder to wrist
I am his violin.... he is my violinist.
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