Musically Inclined
Her fingers strum
lullabies on my
dopamine lines
from one artery
to the next
She's connected
to every heartbeat
in every breath
like a ***** spiritual
to Still I Rise
Her touch exposes
surprising endings
and unbelievable
encores followed by
Reach for More's
and dig deepers
So deep
I have to rinse soil from my soul
Having to apologize
afterwards
because we went from hello
to one hundred miles into go
Fingerprints
left on skin,
I retrace the chords
she played
My body her piano
tying Ribbons in the Sky
to Your Love is too Hype
Now close your eyes
and allow me to play
a tune or two on you.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
