Musically Inclined

She walked into the room capriccio, with her hair bouncing and flowing rhythmically. The room is now, acceso with excitement. She walks A cappella, yet some kind of charismatic tune, began playing in my mind, as her classical shape gracefully glides, con affetto past my table. My heart skips a beat then presto, dolcissimo on a crescendo. Con fantasia my mind, follows the music, as her eyes meet mine. Poetico, her eyes read like two love songs, sognando and magico and I was only brought back to reality, by the charming aria, of her laughter, as I had inadvertently, spoke the names of this duet. Lighting up the room with her tunes, like an ancient glow of vibrant runes Changing the time and place, by the presence of her grace Like your new favorite song, you must gladly sing along With your heart dancing inside and your mind carried by the tide As an instrument of your dreams is now a reality, it seems The music is not by chance and it has begun, the romance