This was a poem I had to write for a school assignment. We had to write a poem about an object without being to obvious, and then we had everyone else try and guess what we were writing about. See if you can tell!

The Body of Musical Exaltation

I have a passion

for the handsome golden Skin.

It glows illustriously--invitingly,

the grains and textures starkly fine.

The graceful Neck

makes my fingers ache.

I want to play my unworthy hands

up and down its smooth length.

When the Hair caresses the sweet vocal chords

they sing their wordless song.

Beautiful like the warmth of Heaven--

human like the sound of Pain.

The glorious harmonies grip you

for one moment in time,

raising you above existence

and letting you experience Paradise.