Violins Of The Soul Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Staccato feelings growing into tender emotions, teasing
with your unconditional love, making me laugh while
passion sizzles within like water in a hot frying pan.

Loving beauty of rhythms that our hearts are beating in
unison, titillating one another with peaceful happiness,
together alone in a crowded room.

Enjoying our time together, being brought into middles
of every rhythm and chord as we dance to the song of
our love that exists for only we two, my dearest love.

Hearts entwined as one, both playing violins of our
souls throughout the night, holding each other closer,
not ever wanting to let go.