Tonight, I just want to make love
Not with a person
But with my passions
I want to tap the strings of my guitar
Caressing it with the fondest of desires
Driving myself over the edge
To get that beautiful intoxicating feeling
A beautiful high

I want to take my pen
Lightly stroke
Every line I write
Brushing softly against my quilt
As I get my pages wet
Spread so apart
To get the perfect feel
I want to taste them on my tongue
So they flow

I want to exercise my vocal cords
Into soft delightful noises
To give you thrill
I’ll start low then go high
As the pace increases
I’ll hit that high note
Leaving goosebumps
All over your skin
Then the music
Will at least be heard