Mozart Cheers For Me

Momentary crash, dive, crawl, duck, hide.

Indecision on my music choice.

Surely I am lost.


Her hair, seemingly perfect,

Grazes the collar of a delicate,

Graceful, white blouse.

Her velvet eyes through the dark frames

Tell me maybe, maybe not.


How about Mozart and a laugh?

How about tiny champagne flutes

And her heels, her legs in my lap?

The clarity and beauty of Mozart.

The clarity and beauty of wild sex.


This stunning dream takes me away.

Mozart cheers and cheers.

Mozart tells me nothing matters but

My lady in the dark, sexy eyeglasses.

Mozart dances on to the next soul.


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