I love....

I love the way you get dressed.

I love the way you’re vulnerable with me

I love touching your exquisite fingers

Such lovely intelligent trained and diligent digits...

I love the music you torture me with

I love the softness of your hair

I love the elusive nature of your smile

I love the way you smile at me

I love how you invite me into your mind

I am in love with your miraculous touch

I love the softness of your lips, I remember them well

Oh to feel them again, but then, I understand...

This love is mirage.. muse at a huge cost to yourself

I love how you encourage me

I never want to stop making music with you

I will always be right where and when you need me