The strumming of the strings
Comes from love
A velvet sound from above
Guitar Man has a song to play
Gently caresses and holds her tight
With love divine and all his might
She reciprocates with a heavenly sound
Responding to his gentle touch
Vibrates and causes a delightful rush
A new song is created
Through soft steady streams
Fingers precise-touches every string
Smiling as each one rings
Creating musical delight
He casts his eye, gives a little smile
Strums and strums
The magical tune
This love affair
Will never cease
Guitar Man strums his love-his guitar
I like your energy and the message that you are conveying through your blog! Look forward to more posts!
Thank you Gede for visiting my blog and your wonderful comment.Also looking to communicating with you also. Blessings.
Thank you, Emma, for that delightful poem, nay, song… for it sings to me. I can hear him play as I read. Wonderful! Best regards to you. Blabbin’ Grammy
Thanks Ruby for visiting my blog and your encouraging comment. Blessings to you.