The sexy sax plays again
A tune to soothe
A melody that moves
All daring to listen

Against my lips new songs made
Deep breaths with right touch
A shift in power left me played
Now our reed chipped too much

New player new sound
Lacking luster from little care
New musicians and rumors flow she gets around
Notes my name realizing she needs me there

Practice of perfection, we were the music of lovers
Beautiful music until she played the notes of another

Atoid21

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