The music we play

Grip me firmly
Strike the chords of my desire
Pluck my  breasts with your fingers
Pound my keys with your hands
Gently, now harder and faster






As you slam the bow against my violin
I forgot the lyrics of the ensemble piece
Amidst the crescendo of grunts and moans
And the notes of Ahs and Yes
Oh, what beautiful music we play together.    

The colors of us

Red

Blue

Green

Yellow

Brown
Black


I see a 
thousand colors
as you 
stroke and painted
my little world.

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