Strum my delicate silence,
fingers rush to heighten
my notes, pull them from
my mouth to taste lovely
on the etches of your
soul, your fortune told….

Red  flows, willows
to and fro, waters on milky
thighs, a candy confetti…

I listen to breath, windy
against my ear, smile escaping,
as French travels my Southern
delicacies, sipping jasmine….

Poised, I dip in song, tips move
inside the walls of music, saturating,
finding my sweet spot to nibble, drizzling
on mounds of warmth…

Opening, closing, repeat the insatiable

I become symmetrical as you create a
new ballad on my veins, cords of complete
obedience of my undoing…..