Body Music

Body Music


an abandoned golden harp
sits waiting, anticipating
to come alive with sweet melodies
as you glide over me
plucking notes, a sensual symphony

erotic tunes
a lustful loving production
flowing like warm honey
between you and me
hummingbirds, nectar and bees

we took a wrong turn
forgot the reason it fit so well
female shape of a guitar
the use of your long slender fingers
rising notes from my fret board

how could we forget
the tears from the bass
joy of a screaming sax
wrapping us up sublimely
in pure lustful music


By Kathie Stehr