Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Sing To Me

Sing To Me


Come sing me a song
Show me where verses run through lines formed
With rhythms of schematic notes in zig-zag patterns
With an Ab Cg cord
Softly and sweetly played with voices of angelic rings
Simultaneously fingered on the piano and plucked on the harp
Beating your drum with five fingers of tightly woven silken textures
Stroking strokes of long easy graceful movements
Leaving colors of rainbow hues floating across your room of mirrors
While I lay in ecstasy of your release of lightly scented scents
Sweetly striking each spot of my heart with delicate touches
Soaking my mind in harmonic waves of currents of melodies
Making wetness flow from orifices with pleasure of the nightingales song
Hoping that these methodic movements of us joined together 
Will bring enlightenment to our minds 
As we ease our way to making love under the stars and moon...



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