Play me
Release the lyrics to my soul, and though you have the power to compose symphonies
You’re best at simple, two part harmony
Where I sing high and you sing low and the chorus flows
Again and again and again
Laid to the slow smooth groove of jazz tunes
You play your instrument with precision, precisely the way I like
Unchaining my melody, tickling my ivories to the metronomic
Beat, beat, beat
Of two hearts in synchronicity
Combining notes explicitly created for this soundtrack of love
And as we crescendo, my body cries
Maestro!
Bravisimo!
Play more!
Encore!
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Elle Marrie
A creative multipotentialist looking to leave a positive smear on the earth proving I once existed. Originally from Texas, I'm currently almost living my dream life as a jewelry artist in Los Angeles.
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