I laugh <br />at the corniness of the phrase <br /> <br />yet your lips <br />caress it <br /> <br />dazzle it <br />into newness <br /> <br />a gleaming raindropp glinting <br />on an early morning cobweb. <br /> <br />You the whole <br />orchestra <br /> <br />tuning up <br />under the tutelage of my tongue <br /> <br />your longing <br />reaching the crescendo <br /> <br />the perfection <br />of your passion <br /> <br />as you call out <br /> <br />the terms <br />of your desire <br /> <br />“Cantabile e molto legato! ” <br /> <br />“Molto.. oh...molto <br />legato... legato! ” <br /> <br />“Oh love…oh love <br />piano...pianissimo! ” <br /> <br />Your pleasure <br />breaking over me <br />like a wave <br /> <br />crashing on the shore <br />of my consciousness <br /> <br />I <br /> <br />too <br /> <br />lost <br /> <br />in the music <br /> <br />of <br />you.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/let-s-make-beautiful-music-together/
