May I press my fingers firmly on your neck?
As your skin rubs off on mine?
And my head lays against your hip
Supporting
The smooth vibrations that surround me
And you?
Would you allow me to strike my hair against you...
Forcefully
Sweetly
A capriccio
Con fuoco
Piu, piu,
Morendo...
Let me take a peek inside of you...
Hollow, yet
You sound so full
Made in China
Made in France
But you came here just for me
To graze an object's
Form of Braille
And translate it
For the musically challenged
And beauty-impaired.
Edit by bubblewrapped: Rated PG-13 just in case, as is slightly suggestive.
