Musical water, funky, sensual, flowing over her.
Feeling She knows him deeply
by the soul within his voice,
the ecstasy in his closed-off eyes.
Sharing the natural highs,
He’s revealing his insides.
And though he tries to guard it, his private heart beats loud on stage.
Captivating and magic.
She turns her back so he won’t know: pointlessly.
Still, it feels like his soul caresses her,
in the music it mingles with her’s.
She’s loving his insides.
Does she come here to listen or fool herself
that in another life he’d be her’s?
Dancing along the thinnest line
She surrenders to his beat within.
Mind and body longing to sin,
torturing her insides.
“Oh tease me, averting your opal eyes!”
Protecting himself with such flawless disguise.
Perhaps he knows the power he holds,
and her’s longing for him, repressed, untold?
From adoration he carefully hide,
and allow no-one inside.
But his soul is released in that husky voice.
Being a wallflower isn’t a choice!
Singing his passions, his soul opens wide,
She’s his in the music, if never in life.
Bitterly sweet, She’s a faithful wife,
but HE will fill up her insides.