Furtive whispers pass like notes
An opus multifaceted
Performed on strings of skin and dreams
A minuet in aqueous
As danced across your gilded throat
Haptic incantations spoke
Enchantments on a willing form
The anthems rise behind your eyes
And up from darkened depths they float
Like melodies by passion wrote
vampireweather 
Such a lovely piece, I love it!
Thank you so much, jaded 🙂
This is Excellent! I want to post this! It’s so good.
Aw that is such an encouraging compliment! Thank you so much 🙂
❤ really nicely written. Its beautiful!
Thank you Lydia ❤
Simply breathtaking 🙂
Wow thank you 🙂
Great (musical) metaphor, and so beautifully expressed! 🙂
Thanks Betty! Always glad to hear your thoughts
beautiful, am still under its spell…loved it
😀 thank you
I hear it I hear it!
😉
I love it, and it does sound like a song 🙂 melodic and very pretty!!
Thank you 🙂
the abstract together with the rhythm of this poem makes me feel I am playing my fave guitar, wordings are lovely…
Wow that’s a wonderful comment. Makes me want to go play my guitar! 🙂
Enough to induce a nun to recant. 😀
Hahaha wow. That is a strong compliment indeed. I shall remember not to show it to any nuns 😉
Bless you, my daughter.
🙂