He Plays Me
and so
he plays me;
melody wrapped within kiss
where touches
felt in passion
play me, the instrument
in the power
of his heart.
and there
inside me,
embraced within his thought,
tenderness
of song unites
ever in strum of strings
in serenade
of my heart.
Copyright © 2007
Pamela A. Lamppa
(All Rights Reserved)
Poetry by Pamela A Lamppa
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Written on 2007-03-31 at 22:33
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