Oh, My Ezmarelda

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
For my guitar, the most dependable lady I've ever known.

Submitted: August 17, 2009

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Oh, My Ezmarelda
 
The smoky blonde beckons
me from across the room.
I take her into my hands.
She has waited patiently,
and now it’s time to play.
Her long neck
is silk marred
by my touch.
My fingers move
up and down her body.
She hums sweet melodies
with each soft stroke.
Gradually we crescendo
jack hammering back and forth
as she frets
that chainsaw scream,
and I wonder why I put her down
at all.


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