Poem 20
i dream of
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i dream of you sitting in front of a key board and listening as melodies glide from your finger-tips
i dream of your lips pressing against the brass of a saxophone and blowing high notes of jazz
i dream of you holding in your hands a bass guitar and strumming lazy sound of blues
i dream of warm brown skin draping your torso dancing, erotic, graceful and full of compassion
i dream through the music you make the melody you blow the sound you strum the rhythm you move