Stir my senses

Not a shy violet
shrinking away
from your touch
Not a rosebud
waiting patiently
to blossom
Not a daisy
peeking timidly
through the weeds

I'm more an orchid
exotic
unusual
bold
I've survived
every blow
adapted to each
twist of fate
bloomed despite
all odds

Your strength
won't crush me
Don't wrap me
in cotton wool
I can match
every thrust
of your passion

Tender melodies
don't stir my pulse
Awaken me
with the
throbbing beat
of drums
arouse me
with clashing cymbals
Strum my nerves
with the twang
of an electric guitar

Let's make
the earth quake
with our music

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