He played a soft concerto
a perfect violin solo
as I stared mesmerized
at just how beautiful
she is to me.
Mere words scripted to screen
can hardly define what can
only be expressed
as pure as the music
softly playing.
At times I wonder how
someone so perfectly designed
could still be waiting for
someone so much in
need of perfecting.
Then she reminds me
that we blend as two
heart and passion as one...
and together become
the sweetest perfection.
He plays soft concertos
while I gaze mesmerized
as eyes melt dewdrops
at the beauty
of it all.