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Your indelible image is imprinted - deeply from where I lie,
Bringing music to my soul between your tender thighs
Your body’s beautiful instrument is the wonder that I see
In awe I'm mesmerized - with it stretching out before me.

A spectacular sound emits just from the sight of you
such a beautiful composition, what a magnificent view
your bouquet has my nose joyfully surrounded
While my mind is enthralled so gleefully astounded…

Melodic lines unfold at your pouting passionate lips
The metronome of my spirit is nestled between your hips.
There’s music in the bump that sprouts from a bony ridge
An aria rings from the valley leading to the perineum bridge.

Unseen within the score, my tongue finds a pearl
And plays it like a harp as the symphony unfurls.
A cantata of liquid springs from your excited womanhood
Your earthy taste just flows with lava sweet and good.

The luscious passionate taste - wells within my mouth.
I savor to get it all as you tremble and thrash about.
I smile and slowly withdraw my tongue from heaven’s door
Have no fear I’ve notes to write – I will be back for more.

My eyes quickly travel across your stomach’s flat plain
The vision plays a melody of love - over and over again
My thoughts still linger at the entrance to a contoured crater
Playing a lustful song for me, saying love me now, then later!

The rolling valleys shivers as you produce sounds surreal
Looking at the foothills of your breasts I long for their velvet feel.
Firm mountains pulse like oboes play - perfectly matched instruments
Twin peaks in syncopation that must have been heaven sent.

Each with perky mouthpiece a nipple longing to be played
sitting ready and alert - their tension is displayed
Just beyond those mountains - I hear your carnal refrain
Your other lips are humming, “You’re driving me insane!”

Like honey bees that serenade the coming of each spring.
“Make love to me,” you say - as I hear you passionately sing.
“My love, my king I need you now - my valley’s so hot & wet
Let me blow that big %#&@$! horn and start this damn duet.”

Eyes closed the horn is near as I hear you sing this song
Each note tells me of your desire I know it won’t be long.
With a composer’s precision and an artist’s masterful grace,
You engulf the mighty Horn and a tune lights up your face…

And you write some newfound measures upon my caring heart
I know it’s my turn now - the bass notes groan and start…
To resonate so passionately - In their own special tune
Skillfully, I hear you sing, “Bighorn, you’ll be cumming soon.”

Like every good song - this one has a memorable chorus
So, to the bridge, sweetheart - there’s more in store for us…
You are swept up in the composition, crescendo’s of your need
Your face reveals a coda - where the horn needs to proceed…

To finish the duet to be played out just beneath the pearl
Your precious valley croons for the horn to rock you world.
Swallowed up in ecstasy - in allegro the horn plunges in
And strikes that perfect chord - over and over deep within.

As the tempo increases - our songs truly harmonize
There’s magic in this piece at the junction of your thighs
We close our eyes engrossed in a melody one seldom finds
Captured is the tune erotic within the Symphony of our minds.

With each lyrical stroke the time signature changes
A finale is pending now, the kind that gleefully deranges
And drives the horned performer and the composer insane
With vibrating orgasms, that just don’t seem to wane...

In ecstasy we’ve been elevated - a pinnacle the panacea plateau
Spirits resonating loudly - our trumpets continue to blow.
Within the joy of this composition, we have both been made whole
Music brings out the deepest yearning - of every passionate soul.