The Roland High Life - Roxie

Fingers pressing delicate against your auburn skin
Oh, to taste the steel, mahogany, and sweat
Ivory and ebony inhabiting her ears
The stabbing sharps and numbing flats are natural as far as I can hear
And she is ever-ringing with a certain stunning dissonance
That fingers finer harmonies than I could wish to breathe
Her hips that curve in brilliant reds press hard against my thighs each night
Her dog-eared lips will always scream like seraphim to me
But I only kiss your neck
To hear you sing
Hear you sing
And I only pull your strings
To make you scream
Make you scream
My fingers feel the action as they curl and as I sweat
I clench my eyelids tighter
And allow my hands to guide me home
But I only kiss your neck
To hear you sing
Hear you sing
And I only pull your strings
To make you scream
Make you scream
And I only kiss your neck
To hear you sing
Hear you sing
And I only pull your strings
To make you scream
Make you scream

Written by:
Thom Dunn

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