my fingers deftly delve
finding your chords
A,C,G,D gentle but firm,
thrum and stroke,
playing your favourite
tune building to
absolute abandon
You lick your lips
and begin to play
the trumpet
blow and pull no
worry about the
spit valve
Jamming together,
synchronised
A perfect duet
Release the trumpet,
mouth open, nod in
appreciation
letting me play solo,
fingering techniques
on point, sounds anoint
the night
Cock waggling,
a metronome
clocking the beat
you join my solo
drum out your own
on the sheets
with a falsetto wail
you take up your trumpet
work it hard and fast
to tie it together
in a climactic crescendo.
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