Jammin' Poem by Marshall E Gass

musical walls of throbbing
meaning
makeshift footsteps
escaping tendons
lashing tongues
notes of splendour
sucked in my trombone-chills

whats the wizardry
in those piano fingers
belting blues
rainbow ecstasies
oozing sexual gyrations
three minute orgasms
splitting night into slivers
for tomorrows takings

lets dance
jam together
touch each others souls
with promise.

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