Play It Again, Sam

I saw you standing in the moonlight... your eyes filled with hunger, your touch - soft and tender, your mind racing with thought. A life of passion released from its hidden depths, released from its reserved shell. Our bodies become interwoven in a symphony of want, a symphony of need... the symphony of desire. Your sweet sounds fill the warm air, I marvel at your beautiful arrangements, I lust for your tender harmonies; I desire each of your exquisite movements, I long for your eloquent instruments. All through the night the music rises and falls with precision and perfection, then our symphony reaches a fever pitch; I sense the finale is coming - I can feel it from within. You stare wantingly into my eyes as the last few notes are played. The music then silences - the curtain gently falls. Our symphony ends much like it began - beautiful you...in the moonlight. For "Erotica" contest sponsored by Frank Herrera.