Bluesy Guitar


Bluesy Guitar

generally speaking
you haven’t a prayer
with lips on your neck
in an overstuffed chair
just come when you want to
and come as you are
I’ll wring out some tears
from my bluesy guitar

imagine the feeling
of grass on your skin
with moonlight above
and the warmth slipping in
your hands stroking nature
your head full of stars
with rhythm so sweet
from my bluesy guitar

you’re humming a tune
of a passionate song
I’m playing by ear
but it shouldn’t be long
my fingers describing
the woman you are
between every note
of my bluesy guitar


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