I love the way you play the flute,
The way it goes into your mouth.
The way you pucker your lips to blow,
Your tongue swirling around it.
I love how you fingers hold it so,
Bringing in and out.
The way you blow that flute,
Brings me to ecstasy,
Just watching you play it,
Oh my, but can you play that flute.
Don Juan Tenorio
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