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Po Ett Poem
This woman a Stradivarius
exquisitely crafted,
awaiting gentle caress
when full willing,
the music building
phrase by phrase,
minute by minute
in ever-patient hands,
listening carefully
in sweet dialogue,
swaying to the rhythm
as leisurely crescendo
until full-throated
she bursts forth
in rapturous release,
melody flooding
conjoined hearts.
Echoes savouring,
treasured beauty.
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