Saturday, May 2, 2009


My tense strings
Jitter. I am
Eager to wail.

My body shivers
With each flicker of string
Instilling passion
Within watching eyes

Strangling my neck
His fingers crawl.
My voice tightens
And we serenade
And we whisper
And we sigh.

And, together, we bow.

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