let the music flow within
strumming deep as sin
fill the spaces between
with silence like a scream
fill up, full up
breathe out, breathe in
feel it echo
a deep down ricochet
of bass
guitar
honeyed musical whims
dark dreams
sweet things
golden tones on gossamer vocal wings
flawed but perfect beings
wet your lips and whisper
"i'm ready."
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