tagNon-Erotic PoetryHer Instrument

Her Instrument


Every string pulled tight vibrated
as it sung. Then tension popped.
The music continued, mellowing,
but still an echo long after the fade.

I've never thought the violin sexy

until that last note drawn under
her bow curled like calligraphy.
Her melody, my lyrics, our song
a seduction; she played me well.

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