Let me be your violin
Gently resting on your chin
Your fingers gently pressing
Lightly shifting every string
Stroke me gently
Move me with your flow
And let me make the music
You desire and know
With passion move —
Knees bending
Back leaning
Eyes closing
Neck yearning
To reverberate our personal and intimate relationship
I know you
I follow you
You know me
Control me
Let me be Your violin.

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