How Sweet the symphony of your coquettish chords, the powerful ballads cut into my soul like a sword.
Serenade me my love with your voices sexual soprano, every lyric so finally tuned as I play upon your piano.
Sing to me your lullaby of love with a dolce so stunningly soft your lowest alluring alto spreads my hearts wings aloft.
Play for me a lovely, lingering opus with an opera so hauntingly harmonious, it reminds me that every prelude before you left me empty and full of loneliness.
As your crescendo begins to reach it's piercing peak, it's finale I beseech you to never seek.
As our curtains begin to fall the orgasmic ovation begs for more, and the lights turn down for another eruptive encore...
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Words From The Heart-Poems
PoetryA series of heartfelt poems that stir the soul, loins and desires.
