I told you I could play but I didn’t say how well
I’d hold you
Like a guitar, caress your body
Tune you into the right chord, my chord
Pull your strings to play those notes
Just the tune I want to hear
My song... Only my song
That’s all you’re going to produce
To please me
Just me
Your head in one hand
Your body under mine
While I pull those strings
I’d play you to my song
And you’d love it.
KCO III
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KCO III (Pseudonym) (
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HI KAY ~ Love the Poem. I play Classical Guitar so i know how my Instrument feels when its body is caressed and its strings plucked to produce harp~like melodies & harmonies. If you played my instrument ~ I would only produce your tune and if played yours ~ you would produce mine ! Two harps in harmony ! Thanks for sharing ~ Yours as always ~ BRIAN 🧡
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