Poetry weds Music

She gave herself to me
And told me to please her
I promised that I would
And proceeded to teach her
I stripped down her adornments
And told her to be quiet
She wanted to feel pleasure
But she had to be silenced

I trickled her pace to half-speed
And slowed her run into a walk
I mellowed her beat into a ballad
And lowered her ad libs into pleas
I coaxed her interjection to
An inaudible moan
And coached her conversation to
Soft whispers on her lips

She turned around and stroked me
With the fingers of a goddess
She let them run my length
And didn’t miss a spot
She signed her name on me
Her curves looped on my black
She reflected my light
And painted my heart white

I touched her for the first time
And joined my rhythm with her rhyme
Delivering every line
Of the love song we sing
We watched and whiled the night
Her poetry on my mind
She held my music in her hand
And I held hers in mine

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