Poetry Foreplay

November 7, 2015
2: 58 pm

Musical Foreplay

Dancing to the rhythm of black violin whispers

The symphony plays in the background

As

My heart echoed your name

Swallowing

Each magically written lyric humming

Across your fingertips

Tasting

Your harmoniously infectuous notes

Moving me feverishly

I dance

I sway

To the sounds of you

Making love to me

Slowly

As the melody strokes me

I sweat

Hopelessly weak

Submitting to your embrace

Feeding on your triumphant

Instrument

Submerged

I drown in your

Musical Foreplay

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker