Late for the party, I know!
my fingers ache
to caress black keys
coax moans and sighs
from cast iron throat
tease letters sensuously into syllables
syllables into words
until a climax
of passionate verse
spills forth
upon my page
© 2018 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All Rights Reserved
Whatever the words, let them roll
Whatever the feelings, let them be the goal
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