Love Story

Light and shadow on your fingertips
Light and shadow playing the piano

The way you leave without a trace
The way my mornings smell of you
The way your keyboard sounds surreal
How every blink of your eye
Turns into night and day for me
How my curves shape to the river of you
Because my nerves burn at your touch

The heaven on your wrists
The music on your knuckles

The you in each embrace
The sunrise in your kiss
The technicality of your devotion
How every touch becomes divinity
When the world stops for us
How I breathe in your word
Because I live by its magic.

The hell-fire in each of us
The intricate arteries of love
Pulsating to the beat

Of our unanimous breaths.