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Woman on piano*
Ivory and sexy black
Wood on sexy black legs
Steel strings wrought
Loving tight, vibrate
Moan and tremble for you
Siren song carried
On wings of reverb
Raises skin of
All who listen,
Tingling virgin spines
A black bench,
Not worthy, moans
Gently under such
Perfect weight. What luck
For such dead wood!
Hungry ears perk,
Ground beneath quakes,
Climax in E sharp!
The audience exits now,
To smoke cigarettes
Creative Merger
The pianist and instrument are intertwined sensuously in a chiroscuro weaving of textures and love - enjoyed - Lady A
THIS POEM
IS ONE
OF MY FAVORITES TO READ