In the twilight's embrace, a whispered plea,
"Strum me like a Spanish guitar," softly to thee,
Notes of passion, within strings entwine,
A serenade sweet, your fingers divine.

Sing me an unsung love song, pure and true,
Echoes of heartbeats, old and new,
A melody unheard, yet felt so strong,
In the lyrics of silence, where love belongs.

Tease me like a lovesick bull, wild and free,
My valiant Matador, dance with me,
In the arena of hearts, a graceful display,
A duet of ardor, in the bullring's sway.

Unique and beautiful, this love's design,
In every touch and every line,
A canvas of emotions, painted by art,
A masterpiece of love, from soul to heart.
© jaylinestarr