The relationship between music and love

Close your eyes, see melodic rem dreams
Tickle my strings with your fingertips
If they bleed paint a Picasso
Caress my curves lying across yours
Release the sweet notes
Trapped in this hollowed heart
Let our souls pick the tempo
Forgetting which is real
Linger in the fantasy
Swept away to the surreal moment
Where the first rhythms were made
Yearning cords crest then fade
Notes flowing freely
From my neck, down through your spine
Making heads spin sublime
Infatuated in the music we create
My body hums
echoing with seismic vibrations
Breathless anticipation
Remembering every strum
till our next lesson