Holy cow (haha, no pun intended), I don't think I've ever wanted to know how to sing so bad! *laughing* What a little masterpiece you have here.
You know you're doing a great job when the reader can smell the incense and musk, and feel the silk. There are some lines that I particularly enjoyed:
"would your hands moved across my back
the same way they move across your intent
and that mine might write new noted
on the soul of each song"
"Play for me...
sweet incense throated melody"
Very very nice, you are such a treat to read.