You provide me with purpose,
Your touch brings me life,
And with trebly crescendo I cry.
♥
I trill at your tickle,
I fit as you finger me,
Practiced with prowess most spry.
♥
Inside of me, trembling,
You hammer away
On my heartstrings, as gently you croon,
♥
In my belly, vibrations
Of bass tones so sharp,
With my tenor you’re always in tune.
♥
Glistening black
Upon delicate white,
Baby, grand is our tender vignette.
♥
I love when you use me,
I lust to be played,
Like a lover’s discordant duet.
