When I look at you, I hear the Music of the
Gods . . .
You are the flute, singing sweet melodies
to a Goddess�s ear.
You are the strings of love bowed by a maestro�s hand;
a waterfall of ecstasy cascading from a harp�s shapely form.
You are the staccato heartbeat from a drummer�s vein
pumping love�s golden nectar.
You are the music of my soul!
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