When she plays me
Grasping me
Between her legs
Passionate estrus
Inflames my back
When her breath
Caresses my neck
I am stimulated
Beyond belief
When her bow excites me
My voice resounds
Ever rising crescendos
Falling wheeling
Through space
Double stops
A greater thrill
A louder voice
Spiccato, jete, pizzicato
Her myriad methods of
Engaging us
In musical hedonism
Sometimes her mute
Lulls me
I whisper and murmur
Privately
Col legno
Her method of spanking
By the end,
Drops of her sweat
Have drenched me
In a warm
Titillating shower
She dries me gently
With soft cloths
I am centuries old
She is my fifth owner
She makes me feel young again
She will probably die
Before I am gone
My sadness will know no bounds
The memories will remain
Of our ecstatic nights
On her balcony
When she plays me naked
And I sing to the heavens