my strings succumb to your touch as you slowly peel off a layer of my well moulded guard with my underwear. you scratch the inside of my thighs and i unfurl like an umbrella in slow motion. i feel your soft, damp hair touch my neck when you press your face close to mine and kiss my cheek. like a saxophone my back arches and my toes curl as you play me like a harp and my toes curl, as you softly whisper sweet things into my ear and watch me throb in this medley of agony and pleasure. my soul almost leaves my body as you softly press me twice.
and then, it rains.