My art
My passion awakes
My fingertips
From your tailpiece
Your tailpiece
To your neck

Pulsating change
Change of pitch
Rigorous vibrato
My fingers
On your strings
In an extreme tremolo

My hands
Are bewitched
By your slender auburn corpo
Your firm belly
Twitched
In a perfect falsetto

I pluck
You whisper
Bisbigliando
Your fingerboard
Wildly opens
In stile concitato

I play your chord
Your nakedness
In a gentle adagio
You whimper in a rich
Sonorous
Pianissimo

In my warmth
You arouse
In intense crescendo
Swollen, overwhelmed
By our wonderful
Concerto

You rest
Satisfied
In a climactic finale
Crafted
In good music
By an ******* play

My little secret
My little piece
A jewel on my chest
You are my cello
I am your
Cellist

She lay still
Yielding, yearning
Her soft skin
Like spring
It glows
It calls
It pleads
In a lonely mime

Ivory sheets
Once white
Demanding warmth
Deep longing
Serenading
Like a dry land
Waiting

I watch
I feel
I crave
Savage desire
Pulsating like anger
Like a storm
Like destruction
Insanity

I watch
I listen
Her heart commanding
With heat
With passion
Unpararelled
Obsession

She undresses
Reveals
Her soul
I bare
Uncover
Unclothed
Soul
To soul

I touch
I roam
Like a traveler
Amazed
Uncovering
Nurturing
I worship

She welcomes
Permitting
She succumbs
Her becoming
She savors
Rippling
Skin
To Skin

I reach
Intruding
Wanting
More
Like hunger
Like pain
Suffocating

She gives
She offers
She opens
Like a slave
To her Queen
Like a Queen
To her Goddess
Heaven

I receive
Tolerating
I devour
Consuming
Mouth
To her being
Maddening

She dithers
She quivers
Like a serpent
She slithers
She takes
Moaning
Damp
Begging

I feast
I swallow
I ******
I follow
I lick
I ****
I flick
I ****

We bare
We share
Skin
To skin
Soul
To soul
Body entwined
Like Honeysuckle
Divine



© 2012 Maryanne M