Wednesday, April 04, 2007

You play the sweetest music with my body,
As your fingers dance across my flesh.
My racing heartbeat and ragged breath,
Play background to the lucid moans.
My body responds like a fine tuned instrument,
Being played by a master musician.
One who creates,
The music of my very soul.

Inspired by comments from Percy.


Percy said...


You get the idea...

your interpretation is very poetic...

i sense your body is in tune...

Doublebogie said...

Now, that's what I call,
playing out tune.

Doublebogie said...

Don't ya just hate guys that don't check their spelling before they publish comments?

What I meant to say was..

"That's what I call,
Playing our song"

sorry,, XOXO