Friday, October 5, 2012

The Sex of Music

a start
notes my body recognizes,
foreplay...
loosening me up. tip tap tip tip tap
making me lan-gu-id, pliable like
finger tips dancing across my skin  
a rhythm created 
by the drumming of fingers against my 
wet lips 
singing the song your hands have created
against my slicked beat 
flicking the strings
increasing the speed
of the bass 
of your moans
penetrating  
my breathe 
the treble to our song
rocking 
         rocking 
                  rocking 
faster
in 
the moment 
when we, give ourselves
over 
to the action of being 

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