MUSEically SpeakingA Poem by DC GentlemanDaydreaming in Music class...It came to me Like a distant soliloquy A decadent refrain Skilled hands on a tambourine Reminding me of rain I softly whispered her name
She approached me like an angel Stepping out of a dream My fingers danced across her keys Producing symphonic melodies And the sweetest harmonies Ever heard or seen Tongues intertwining like treble clefs Til we’re both losing our breath Heart leaping like a timpani in my chest Captive to her symphony This is art, this is Beethoven’s best I thought I saw the sign for rest But these lips ached to display vibrato On her precious petals.. Building crescendo.. Til’ she can take no more.. And exhales in a falsetto
I inhale her moans Leave that metronome alone We’re in the zone This rhythm can’t be more perfect All day I been dreaming about her sex…. I mean her saxophone skills Breathing life into that woodwind Making it sing Blow sister blow I’m so lost in her world A sensual sonata An orgasmic storm Must admit how much I admire her form
Then bang!! Like thunder The bass drum and snare Brought me back to reality Without shame.. I screamed out her name How could I be blamed.. But that’s what I get sitting in music class Day dreaming bout Zane
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Added on June 18, 2010Last Updated on November 14, 2010 AuthorDC GentlemanRaleigh, NCAboutMy name is DeWayne... but call me Mr. Johnson.. its all the same. When I was 10, I played house with all the neighborhood chicks. By 13, basketball was then, and still is my fix.... When I was 21, I t.. more..Writing
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