Poetry by Master Nage


Master's Melody

by
Master Nage


Am I not a musician playing
Tunes some can hear?
Do I not draw them forth
From most everywhere?


Are they not instruments
There for my pleasure?
Do they not offer
Their most sacred treasure?


I play her sweet body
At night we’re alone
The sounds she responds with
Are perfect in tone


I touch her and I strum her
So well do I play
To my tune she dances
Each moment, all day


She can not escape me
She can never let go
Nor does she want to
She’s part of the show


Am I not a muscian?
I say that it’s true
But all of that talent
Is because I have you


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