Make Love to the Mike
What
it’s all about….on opening night
Yes,
the secret’s out…it feels so right!
The
crowd will hush and quiet down….
I
see her blush and wear a frown.
I nod
my head and gesture “OK”
the
music’s led and taken away
she
steps to her mark, with her anguish she hides
I’ll
never forget what she decides…..
She
raises her eyes and opens her mouth
and
draws in a breath ……
and
she pours out her heart, at first tearlessly
she
knows from the start she’ll sing fearlessly
for
the song is so sad, and as much as she’ll like
she
will cry, and make love to the mike…
She
holds it so tenderly, and sings it her woes,
she
throatily moans, and the volume grows
as
the glasses rattle on the barroom’s shelf
she
tries to stop, and collects herself---
She
groans and twists, a pose she does strike
with sass and abandon her skirt she does hike
She
shamelessly sighs, and does as she’ll like
She
is so sexy, making love to that mike.
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