Saturday, March 24, 2012

Express the Inexpressible

Here we are, in complete solitude
It’s just us
I don’t want to divulge, and dive right in
I know you want me to take my time
But my anxiousness wants to rush
So I tense up, and I lose control of my hands
My wrists lowered
My fingertips,
Pressing gently,
Caressing…
I inhale deeply
Consuming all the oxygen
Feeling my lungs fill with much needed air
Your mouth belongs firmly against mine
My tongue reaches the tip of yours
There is no room to be meek or humble
This is my time to be proud-
To reek of Confidence
And how I love the taste,
The way it feels against my lips
My hands softly lay over your body
It feels so natural
It’s just you and I
You are a slave to my emotions
You express the inexpressible
With a darkened warm sound
Full and rich
Gently, I breathe life into you
And what follows next…
 Cannot be described with mere words
Just listen, that is all
Simply.
Just.
Listen.
And you’ll know,
Inanimate you are not, my love
I am what makes you speak
Music is what defines you
Saxophone: that is what you are



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