Thanks to some constructive criticism here is the revised version of this poem. Hopefully its better!

~Sing to me with your smoky eyes

Tension builds as you bat them slowly

Tender notes escalate in your iris

Eyelashes play piano on my shivering skin

~Your lips play the growling cello

Slow and somber but romantic

Kisses strum my heart with fluid motion

Staccato pecks on my crimson cheek

~Your hands conduct the symphonies

Hold my head firm, forever, fermata

Tuning my hair with your fingers

It's a little flat without your touch

~Your face completes the solo

The ballad is painfully ending

Your voice trembles with the note

The finale sends a crescendo up my spine