Muscle Poems

For the music in our windy romance,

Put on airs, winds, and strings

We’ll go dancing, flee the scene

With me on top of your toes

That’s the way it’s meant to be

Yes, that’s  gonna really happen.

That’s the way it’s meant to be.

 

Love, you hit me like a sunny tornado

Put on airs, winds and strings.

I’ve heard you in my ear for the tiniest things.

Yes, that happened.

That’s the way I hope we be

Put on airs, strings and winds

 

I’ll cup your face inside my hands

And you’ll kiss only me.

That’s the way it’s gonna be.