Music Fades

Dust motes dance
in the still air 
rising and falling 
with her breath

Here did they sway 
to an unseen rhythm 
electric passion
hummed in the air

Fingers strummed 
sensuously on skin
fusing and pulling apart 
fashioning a melody 
out of desire

She reaches out
to grasp memories 
floating in the silence 
clinging to
fading strains 
of love’s music 

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