Opus Magnus

Music in rushes and bows
Flows through my fingers
It moves me to strike
With passion’s bite
Upon your unbroken skin

Deep heavy rhythm accompanies
The seat of our union
A resonating beat as your
Body pounds inside mine

Sweet heavy strings linger
In our heavy sated limbs
As crescendo descends
Into muted echoes
Of our body’s cries

Softly now we breathe
Little piano key touches
Pressed into our skin
By eager hands

I turn to face you and
The melody plays again
A symphony of need
Upon my breasts and thighs
I touch you there lingering
Until I feel you swell

As the cascading notes carry us along