The last note

The last note ended

a tadada

As if gesturing me to come towards itself

a loop to play, of high erotica

Cherry lips and moan

Or just a play of loop

Ropes and ripped, break it

A tadada

And you swirled into its magnificent spiral scoop

Scoop of the oceans and galaxies

In depth and wealth, staring wide eyed

A tadada

And you left your comforts of choice

Like shredding the crocodile skin you long bore

Sorry, you wore, you adorned

A tadada

A final note of gesture

is all you needed to go back right in

To where it all started

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