Friday, December 21, 2012

A Letter from Your Guitar

Thump your fingers on my neck
Hold me close, never break.
Pluck the outlines of my veins
Your nails scraping on my skin.
Listen to the beat in every pump
Tighten the fret as you clump.
Smooth and warm caress of your arms on my curve
Each touch I starve.
Hold me tight, sway with me tonight.
Together we make love,
Music is all we have.

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