Longing to be lost in your arms
like I'm lost in this music,
embraced ny rhythmic sounds
of the sax that is played.Yearning for your fingers to pull
passion from me like this song
does; caressing each note
until my body sways in time.Wanting the lyrics to come
from your lips, whispering against
my skin like smoke; instead of listening
to blues so deep, so alone.
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