As I sit hear captured and entranced by you.
Watching you awaken your guitar.
Teasing the strings making it sing
Flirting with them, watching them bend in your demands.
Controlling its speech and emotions.
Creating hot passion with every single strum.
Making it speak in sweet mysterious tongues.
Creating life that only you and your guitar can bring.
Capturing my heart with every vibration and note.
Speaking to me with your guitars mysterious language.
Just sitting in awe, watching you play your passions and pain.
Reaching out with the cries of your sweet guitar.
Speak to me all night and all day you sweet guitar.
Show me his hidden emotions and teach me to understand.
 Daku_Hana · Sat Nov 26, 2005 @ 03:35am · 4 Comments |
