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He reminds me of music
Maybe it’s the way he strings me
Like a guitar
I’m intoxicated
Maybe it’s cause he requests rounds like a Bar/ Tenderly
He kills me softly
“Telling my whole life with his words”
And like a piano
He touches me until he reaches my 88 keys

He reminds me of music
Maybe it’s because his voice is so
Therapeutic
He falsettos
Me out of stilettos
romances my ear drums
And like drums his beats
Make me press repeat
Like songs from your favorite album

He reminds me of music
Maybe it’s how he finger tips
Places lips
Find my opening
Then Saxophones me
” In a sentimental mood”
Like Coltrane,
Jazz me down like Billie
Every nights a Holiday

He reminds me of music
Maybe it’s how he makes me
So sick / of love songs
He hip-hops his way inside of me
I can feel his sixteen bars
Hooks drives me wild
Even better acapella
Off the top he Free-Styles
Me
He,
Reminds me
Of music