My Guitar ~ Acoustic version


Notes in tune as desired upon my strings; tightly bound in lithe response to your touch.

Flexing cords so sinewed and taut; songs uplift as strummed and plucked.

My lacquered body held upon your lap; a resonant source, our tonal emanations.

Fingertips on glistened inlaid frets; your tactile inclinations glide along my neck.

Tempos held to rhythmic beats; your tapping fingers instinctive grip and release.

Harmonic chords blend as climactic notes splay; improvised refrains of the passionate duets we have played.

~ an EWK Poe’em  

©2017 EWK

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