She was used to being woken
by…that man
but this morning
he held her captive
notes mingled with
the jasmine perfume
and drifted through
the open window
to reach her wakening senses
behind closed eyelids
she pictured his long, slender fingers
playing the keys…
teasing the first few bars
the way they had teased her
just a few hours ago
the stars receding, the sky
kissed by purples, pinks and peaches
of an early sunrise
joined effortlessly
with the music of
the moonlight
she lay enraptured
cocooned in sensual pleasure
knowing this was a
performance for one
he played for her
and her
alone.
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