Play my tune.

I sit with my eyes closed, listening, as his fingers pluck at the strings. I love hearing him play, as he gets lost in the music and his face relaxes as the song takes over. Then I being to feel it too; the deep vibration in the belly, the connection with the music, the desire. With a sigh, I open my eyes, my gaze locks with his and with the next breath, I begin to dance.