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A Second Thought

She lay back, arching against your grand piano.
There was a silence. For that you were glad.
As was she: it told her, or so she thought,
You had no interest at all in any music then -
There were better tunes that could be played;
Other darker sounds that were on your mind.

She stayed still. Beneath her the keys crept.
Her blood raged. You kicked the stool away,
Stood up and banged down on the notes; so.
Her hands vibrated briefly. Her legs trembled..
The only sound was heartbeat.  Her heartbeat.
And would you give this beat a second thought?.
.
No. It came. You came. She turned. Placed hands
Exactly where she thought you wanted them and,
In the ensuing silence, lifted her hips and spread
herself invitingly as, inside her, the music soared.
Written by SweetOblivion
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