Wednesday, June 24, 2009
The Saxophone
The saxophone sings of a sultry summer sensation, The flavours of desire drizzled through its brassy tone: Throaty murmurs of need leap into shrill cries of elation And slowly side back into a contented, sated moan. The echoes of its liaison tantalise the twilight And loneliness awakens in his dusky...
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