It was my youthful fingers
that first strummed your finely tuned strings
Six lengths of taut wire
spaced evenly across your warm giving heart
The song I played that day
was one so sincere and laced with desire
Perhaps the lyrics
lacked Dylan's' poetic edge
Your eyes closed
I watched you sway to the music
You said there was now a gilt edging
to all your dark clouds
Your pulse helped me keep time
your beauty conducted my honest melody
Alas, we were too young
The song of commitment, was too strong
Virgins no more,
you were not the last guitar I would play
Know today I still hear
a distant sweet chord, something we shared
Never do we forget our first love
Or the concert that enveloped the moment
© Copyright 2016 Philip H20s. All rights reserved.
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