The Strum of His Guitar

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    The Strum of His Guitar

    As each Fret connects to his fingers
    He becomes one with her
    She plays for him
    Displaying passion as they come together.

    He has a seductive stance
    As his fingers travel up and down her body
    Making a hypnotic groove
    That will send your earbuds into a trance.

    Watching him caress her long sexy neck
    And embracing her as he plays her
    I understand more and more as I watch him perform
    How he makes her sing, moan, and scream.

    As each Fret connects with his fingers
    I am hypnotized
    The magic in his music and rhythm
    Is taking me for a ride.

    He has control over her
    He has control over me
    I sit there overwhelmed
    While he’s playing …. me.

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    Kanicki commented on The Strum of His Guitar

    10-17-2010

    Good Write - I enjoyed the musical expression of your poetic sentiments. Peace and Light.
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    Jayandben commented on The Strum of His Guitar

    03-17-2010

    I like the way you connected his music with actual feelings. Well written
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    Phoenix9 commented on The Strum of His Guitar

    01-14-2009

    very nice, a friend plays like that by name of Cowboy Joe
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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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