Letter from a female admirer

The thrust of your hypnotic gaze left my visage red and hot. The whole world suddenly set to spinning in a whirlwind of oblivion and I plunged into purest ecstasy, imbibing its nectar – the music, the singing, you. For that one brief moment I felt as if I were the lute you so skillfully strummed and wanted nothing more than for you to put your dexterous digits on my soul's yearning chords.