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Her Throat

December 4, 2012

Your throat sings silent.
Long, clear notes are perceived by my eyes.

I see all the music in your form,
sweet and slender chorus.

The score trickles down your neck
and has the pleasure to roll over your shoulders’ edge (like a precipice),
raining down on me and letting me hear the sight I see,
gifting me a happy sound.

Yours is a sweet, soniferous soul
and your body sings electric.

2 Comments leave one →
  1. December 4, 2012 10:43 pm

    A symphony in slides!!

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