My Guitar ~ Electric version


Metallic sheen of my limber cordage laid; tensioned and waiting your embrace, your hand grips and glides as fingertips press. Grasping me at length in just the right place.

Syncopated backbeats restless throb; my body hewn of firmly crafted curves with bright enameled knobs, wanting for you to rock as I want to roll. Pickups amped up and ready to lose control.

Volumes rise.
Intensity heightened.
Speakers tone hum a resounding reverberation.
Pedals mounted and plugged into various sockets.

Melodic tones you choose to instinctively override; your soul gathers the rhythm, as your hands strum and slide. Notes sound and pound our heartbeats pulsed beyond us now in pace and climaxed release.

Electrified cords plugged in and strewn along the floor; fingered chords of harmonic riffs, you play me as a song. So sensually shrill, so intense and so prolonged.

My tunes strummed and drawn out in amplified distortions; plucked passages and flicked frets compress, soaked upon your sweat soaked chest. Our performance defies all tangible proportions.

~ an EWK Poe’em  

©2017 EWK

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