jerry hughes

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Jacqueline Du Pre - Poem by jerry hughes

She was the instrument
A cello gripped by her thighs
And warmed by her loins
Sang as no other
And Elgar was there

Comments about Jacqueline Du Pre by jerry hughes

  • (11/18/2007 1:46:00 AM)

    Allie, even in crumbling ruin he has to agree with you - that girl sure could pluck a banjo... (Report) Reply

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  • (11/18/2007 1:34:00 AM)

    Du Pre Plays Elgar

    She warmed the Davidov
    between her thighs,
    like a lover;
    fingers yielding
    in sensuous vibrato,
    blond head tossing,
    face like an Angel.

    Never did Elgar
    sound like this...

    I guess those who live together share the same creative spirit. Love you and this. Allie xxxx
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, November 17, 2007

Poem Edited: Monday, April 25, 2011

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