Harpe Poems | Examples

The Nightingale Burning

"The Nightingale Burning"



I pluck the Silver chords 
of your mind, sharp 
talons of Phoenix 
becomes a Nightingale
too slow to kiss 
wet lips are burning
melting moist 
from the fire that calls
Magic molds you 
closer to my body 
I press my ears 
to hear the pulling 
of your heart strings
These are the things 
that passion stirs
firmly planted 
between Her seated
third person 
swollen satin thighs
Music marks 
the spot where 
sighs steal 
slender fingers
to leave their touch
walking towards you
out from the 
tight chords release
felt unleashed 
from sensual touch
of fingertips, dreams
unseen as braille
another language
spent unraveling
secrets as a burning
Nightingale to 
mute Harlequin
from the 
Dark
Immensities 


(LadyLabyrinth /  2020)



Valérie Milot, harpe/harp - Smetana - Má Vlast : Vltava (Moldau)
https://youtu.be/jCy22w4r8yk



"Sweet Thang" / Shuggie Otis
https://youtu.be/oR1nf9NUlpY

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