My rhythm was
born between her
certain grooves,
Like a whimsical songbird
she sang my name
as with every breath
we fell into sanctuary
beneath moonbeams
and the stars.
I am the needle playing
in your grooves
around and round
never-ending music
to your ears
on the turntable
of your life
The circle of
sheer pleasure
that enraptures
your heart and soul
Let us dance
under sweltering nights
of this Indian summer
where this Earth is our Heaven
where souls kiss
and butterflies are bathed
in our moonlight
visions of forever
dance in my head
While you
are in my arms
and our passions
are sated
by our music
created by
body and soul
