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Saturday, June 9, 2012

mi pianista

your lips go and go through my mind
they whisper gentle tunes into my skin
vibrato's that you play like a pianist
one touch and it goes
like waves carrying all the force with them 
spreading it all evenly throughout my body 
searching every inch 
making everything feel special
i grab your hand
and kiss it just between your thumb and index finger
you don't have to play the piano every time we meet
for my dear you are my pianist. 

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