My Melodious Muse
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Sensitively
I hold YOU
[ in my arms so very ]
tenderly, as
[ if an extension from ]
my very own
[ being the supple and ]
lithe form of
your body,
my muse.
I am as a
kid again-
alive with
the glows
of being in
the midst
of your so
sweet and
m elodious
c om pa ny
as free and
com pletely
joyous as I
h a ve ever
been in my
whole entire
existence 'til
now - totally
drenched in
plenitude. So
whenever I'm
joined in your
aspect, all the
soft curves of
your fine torso
r e sonate with
m y thoughtful
intents and wild
imaginings. You
are naught with
-out my deft caress,
and I, empty and incomplete without
you, yet together we create a harmony, pure, the
articulation of sublime revelation ... an utterance of divine,
inspired creativity, a dance of improvisation and revel
-ry, melodic wonderment, unified and concise. We
endeavor to find our em -pyreal song, to thus be-
come one, stealing silence, lulls. I gently caress your
neck with resolve, manipu- late you with my dutiful and
competent hands, each fin- ger with its own very resolute
course, attending your whispers with appreciation, and longing to
hear the moans and sighs of your sweet voice and affect... the coy result of
our purposeful, energetic joinings, are your soulful, rare and resonating
arias - the final and fitting example of all we realize in each other.. all
we create in our requisite energies. I remember back to the very
first time that we met, you with your brightly colored trap-
pings and shiny baubles, the strength of your supple
shape rippling with lines of poetic perfection, you took
my very breath away! Oh, I had seen others of your ilk
been with others who spoke with similar lilt, but none that
pulled the breath instantly from my lungs, none who made me qui
-ver with anticipation, to touch you, run my hands over your ample con
-tours, to hear you whisper a sultry voice to the tympans of my ears - such
ecstasy I imagined ... and ecstasy it WAS! I had watched you from afar for so
long ... dreaming, never really expecting you'd ever be mine, but that day I fin-
ally knew - knew I'd hold you, touch you, love you, make YOU tremble, the way
you had me! I would finally get to inhale the sweet, earthy fragrance of your so-
smooth, unblemished flesh, finally know the completeness and exquisite joys of
cradling you in my arms! And oh the beautiful things we have realized and done
together ... what incredible music we have made! Our spirits always united as
one, moving, sighing, creating every sublimated harmonic expression that we
can imagine, and always together, always joined by a magic thus unequaled,
always bound by the song of life, and the voice of the heavens! You shall
be mine forever, my Sweet Lady, and I mean to hold you and love you
until both of us can sing no more! Until the very skies no longer can
vibrate with the musings of nature - until the weep of the even's
clouds dries up and turns to dust ... until the roaring beat
of thunder no longer shakes the ground ... until the
gods themselves wipe the constellations from
the sky - this I pledge to you, my love
and my agency of art, my
guitar.
August 24, 2018
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