

Violin's SongI want to know every piece of you. I want to love every atom that makes up your wooden body. I want my fingers to dance on your neck, and my chin to rest on your rosin encrusted strings. I want to feel the way the sounds you make are formed I want to feel every vibration all the way to my toes and back, soaking through my body like syrup in a sponge.Violin's Song
You scream, cry, laugh, and rage. You are soft and hard, loud and quiet. I am turned about, spun and held, and I want every movement I make to be perfect, every shake of my hand beautiful for you.
You are more than your outward appearance, more than you
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