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Crackles of vinyl wax beneath the apex of a whetted needle spins
an aria of whimpering whispers with trills of uhhs and ahhs thru the airways
Preludes of monotonous moans crescendo into symphonic melodies by the strumming of his fingers against nimble oscillating chords
A true virtuoso of compositions, he meticulously pays attention to detail using the Braille method, carefully touching every facet of her structure, remembering where each dimple lays as to assert the right amount of pressure when placing himself to rouse pitch perfect intonations
He plays by ear…attentive to the acoustics bouncing off walls as ahhhh capella licks orchestrate the timbre of this rhapsody: pianissimo…fortissimo…tempo allegro…tempo adaaaagio
He strokes with precision, yielding operatic falsettos in syncopated
pants of eurhythmic rhythms between musician and instrument
Sound bends to him as inflections of his name ring synonymous with God, resounding with every motion conducted by his hands, fingers, lips, and tongue…
a quartet of libidinous provocation
An audience of candles flicker with enthusiasm against her glistening body of sound, screaming encore before the last stanza ends as the composer elongates the last note, commanding it holds until his baton’s erect stance cums down…
The sweetest sound of harmonizing ecstasy lolls on the cusp of his lobes as residuals of her song sings his lips to touch her all and oblige an encore of orgasmic reverberation between musician and muse until screams cease, curtains close, and all lights burn out…
