Matza Di Lourde

 

B flat

You touched my soul in B flat and I danced, 

with you inside the eyes, 

groping your body in the dark. 

Going through octaves, 

endless scales and you swirled 

on me like a sparkling wine!

Until I find my desire satiated by the mouth, 

Interspersing instruments, 

from bass to keyboard

The two circles of eight!

On my legs the mark of your baton, 

and fingers that seek limits, 

octaves of Aphrodite!

F sharp and endings in A minor

In our bed, coitus.

Promising infinity, my love