She is my flute, delicate and true,
Her whispering notes, like morning dew.
When she plays her tune, my heart takes flight,
In her harmonious embrace, I find delight.
He is my guitar, strumming my core,
His chords of affection, I cannot ignore.
With every pluck, my heartstrings sing,
Together we create, a love everlasting.
Like violins, our emotions rise,
Painting a canvas of love before our eyes.
And as the drums beat, our passion’s fire,
Our souls dance freely, soaring higher.
Her eyes, a piano, playing a song,
A tale of devotion, sweet and strong.
With every touch, a new note is born,
In the music of love, we are forever sworn.
He is the trumpet, bold and clear,
His love’s call, dispels every fear.
With every sound, our love takes flight,
In harmonies of affection, we find the light.
In this symphony of love, we are complete,
Musical romance of two hearts, endlessly sweet.
Together, our love forever will endure,
In this song of devotion, so true and pure.
© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi
Ifedolapo Ogunniyi 