Freely given passion
Makes my body yearn
Come be my instrument
Let me play
I will make it sweet my love
Place my lips upon you
Tonguing the reed softly
Coaxing the sweet sounds of love
from within you
Feel my lips play you
My breath of hot passion
My fingers dancing on your skin
Caressing your passion
I will make it sweet and slow
This melody
As I play you
Long into the night
Gordon Merritt
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