I could feel my heartbeat between my legs, like the full percussion section on opening night
Your bass was keeping a steady pace with my snare
As we made music
May I blow your horn and make that sweet sound that fades in and out like a distant cry
I cried
I cried because I was so satisfied with that song
I wanted it to last all night long
As we made music
Play that beat
Eat those words, bite chew, as you taste our sweet song
Don’t swallow just let them role off your tongue like a piece of ice on a hot sunny day
Don’t lose that beat, I’m feeling it
Somebody carry my part so I can dance, move, sweat to the music
Slow down, we got all night to party
I could feel my heartbeat between my legs, in my stomach, in my

As we made music

An excerpt from, Spencer, Alice F. Poetry Is; Kindle

©Alice F Spencer Nov 2018