Play Me

"A painter should not paint what he sees, but what will be seen."

All the things that were said and unsaid play in my head

My fantasies of you are abundant

I imagine your fingers on me

Playing me like your favorite song

As I sing the notes of unrequited adoration

With passionate whimpers and escaped moans

You feel powerful like a master conductor

As I cry your name out in broken whispers

You played me again, oh how I do not want it to end

Because I know I won't see you for a long while by your choice

So I try to spend a few more minutes in your presence but you push me back into my case

And lock it up until you need to feel my curves and hear my unique music again

If you'd peek inside my case more than once a month

You'd see I'm patiently waiting to be thought of by you

To be looked at with your sparkling blue eyes

To be held by your masculine rough yet vulnerable sweet hands

Gift me to someone else if you are not going to learn me, but please learn me

If I'm ever in someone elses possession, you'll never be wiped clean

Your essence will forever haunt my strings

I am made to be strung with fingers that touch with meaning, like you do

And to be held under a chin like yours

Do not push me in my case and lock me away

Play with me, play for me, play me

Music is not just music with you

What have we done?

My body is different than what your used to. However you have to admit it's more fun, more to do. I am like an amusement park ride as you glide in between my breasts with your delicious stick. Thinking of you makes in between my legs throb, you make my juices dance like a flash mob. Yea I'm crazy feeling you, not only for your looks, but your love of books, for your cool style, your smile that's a mile, your shy glances, and extremely undercover advances, your inner demon, your hot seamen, your unsureness, your perfect kiss, that tasty Thai dish. Yea I'm sitting over here making wish after wish that you see me trying, so we can go flying over an over into space going past home run base. Fuck your walls, I'll go go gadget over them and grab your balls, to make you see I'm telling you you're so for me. I'm intense yes but what am I supposed to do when you do me so good, it makes me lose my mind and it's on constant rewind. Your slow pace is romantic, but I go a little frantic waiting for your next move. What do I do? Bother you? Look for a clue? Tell you?....ahh I want to let you in all the way so bad, I don't want just the butterflies, I want the whole zoo. Are you being shy, don't know how to say goodbye? Are you still interested or you don't want to get anymore invested? Are you closed off but not to an ex? Is it just about getting you some sex? My intuition says no but my heart says stop, he's not giving the all systems go. Red flags wave but I still want to pave the way to save us both from black hearts.