Opposites Attract


Opposites Attract

There is no description I can give of your tone

I have no words only quaking

You look up at me over metal strings

Your fingers glide in sync on wings

Each note is played deep and true

I sit here in awe of you

Your fingers your eyes your laugh and smile

My heart is beating, waiting.

As it turns out you need your space

My mind in panic can't find its place

I want us to be real and fun

But I see the truth, the smoking gun

You live in cold

I delve in warmth

You think in lyrics

I breathe in art

You have your guitar I have my pen

We make no sense, no happy end

We each walk our way alone

You'll strike a chord, I'll set the tone

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

shywoodrose’s Poems (22)

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My Friends 2
Love that first night 1
Opposites Attract 0
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