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Alexandra Carr-Malcolm, concerto, crescendo, love, music, passion, poetry, sex, UK poet, violin, Yorkshire poet
You feel it in her gut
she never frets
deep mahogany throat
as you gently squeeze
your fingers around
her long slender neck
lasciviously relishing
her undulating back
feeling her taught
resistance to mastery
drawing back and forth
in self absorbed passion
playing out your fantasy
your will, your thrill
as the concerto peaks
at crescendo
© Crescendo 23.05.2013
by Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Tailpiece and bridge of violin. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
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