We make love
body & soul
to
BODY & SOUL
our bodies
a saxophone
taking the melody line
curling it like cigarette smoke
around midnight
as it lingers over
the loneliness
glinting among the glasses
as the last bar closes.
“You know
I’m yours
just for the taking
I’d gladly surrender
myself for you
body
&
soul.”
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