Passion

FOR “G”- MUSINGS 
Unlearned, 
the words do not leap 
at you 
from off the page 
as they do for me- 
poet. 
Yet, sensual artist 
that you are 
you write sweet 
poetry 
on my skin- 
your instrument. 
Saxophone- 
blow that sultry sound! 
and so we are- 
together, 
in this room 
and as the keys 
of a piano 
we intertwine 
light and dark 
sunbeam and shadow. 
And our hearts 
are like 
a drum, 
beating 
beating 
or as the bass 
of a cello’s 
twanged strings 
reverberate 
soulful, 
but forever 
joyful.

For "G" - Musings