Lost in Bach

Lost in Bach
Form: Free Verse

Lost in the last strains of
the intensity of sound
and the intimacy of Bach
on the moonlit air
yet suddenly aware
his eyes are playing the music in mine
a perfect rendition
of a long-forgotten love song
lost in the wonder
of his beauty reflected by moonlight
opening the secrets of love
I am bound in his unbreakable creation
and the loveliness of his lips
that kiss with kiss of an angel
my angel