Scantillating

by Morning Song

need you
love you
need you to
tease me
please me
with that
playful
sensuous
mouth
you have
with those
hands
fingers
arms
eyes
voice
playing me
like a fiddle
pulling my
strings
starting soft
as the orchestra
warms up
getting into
the main movement
the instruments
in harmony
melody
moans
groans
pleading
asking for
the cressendo
it does not
happen
the conductor
thinks it is not
time
to end