Making music is like making love in so many ways.
Pouring out my soul to the haunting sounds
of a piano in the dark.
Reliving past pains and pleasures to the
sensual voice of a sexy saxophone.
Feeling the rhythmic pounding of a bass
pass from my lips to yours.
Watching you smile when I smile and squirm
when I get risque'.
Urging you to join me on a journey that
will leave you begging for more.
Wanting you to have sweet afterglow,
reminiscent of the love we made.
This love only you and I can comprehend
leaves me breathless.
I am high from pleasuring you with my
gift...music.
Copyright ©2004
Choicelle Jackson
