She is a musician
of a professional set
a horn blower supreme
'bout the finest yet.
When she wraps her lips
round the tip of the piece
know she has control
like a long term lease.
Makes the music real
as if the horn could talk
pulsating and puffing
like a growing bean stalk.
Solicits oohs and ahs
moans with lots of groans
Her stirring musical talents
created on her own.
No way to be still
with her tongue as the reed
your whole body responds
to her musical feeds.
When she's off in her thang
leaves you with a groping hand.
The way she blows that horn
making you feel like part of the band.
That woman can blow that horn
sending your senses off the chart.
When you think she's out of breath
suddenly comes a brand new start.
Wears you down to a slippery ooze
after explosive molten flow is born.
Leaving you sunk in a precious afterglow
damn, that woman can blow that horn.
Del Cano 2007 May
3 comments:
It is amazing where the mind can take us ..... sultry .... thank you.
Yes, Geogias, imagination can be so freeling and limitless. Thanks for visiting. Feel free to linger around.
Spencer
I think that this is one of your best. The imagery is so consistent. I also like the subtlety of the eroticism that flows through the poem, hot stuff.--Sheria
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