When The Music Flows

Melodies flow

softly

a low steady hum

deep in her chest

as my fingers

expertly play her body

Im a maestro

of lustful beats

the melody rises higher

like an ascending aria

of a feral opera

my fingers flow

continuing to play me

faster...faster

like a fevered savant

climbing

higher and higher

until our harmony

is heavy and intense

the boundary between

music and musician

dissolves

into a shattering high note

washing away the self

in a grand finale

of sound and sensation