The Song

I want to play you a song

To soothe your ears

To help wrap my sorrows in your life

I want to play you a song

To give rhythm to my lust for you

And tone in intimate secrets of yours

I want to play you a song

That choruses your lips as tacula

While your woolly hair reads the note

I want to play you a song

To caress your breasts in melody

While shadow falls on your past

I want to play you a song

Promise not to listen while crying

For am not with you

I want to play you a song

To wash our sins in dire lust

For sinners are locked out

I want to play you a song

With which my goje pierces your soul

Revealing your deepest

Would you let me play

So when he asks, I’d say you did

Let me play you a song

That Lucy wrote for me.

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2 Responses to The Song

  1. dundappan says:

    A song is truly very powerful. According to Karnatik music it can create fire and even make it rain. Your poem did that to me. loved you poem mate. Keep writing

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