A Consuming Tune

Wrapped in you are

by strings of a guitar.

It sends you off afar;

bliss can be bizarre.

In your usual guise

your magic does rise

in tunes of my eyes

you set aside disguise.

I see your position,

your posture glistens,

to the music you listen

to a bodies decisions.

You immersed burn

old ways I’ve learned

not be so damn stern;

your rythm I do yearn.

What music it does to

you magically soothes.

I see a miracle exude

inside the eyes of you.

Nothing makes sense,

odd things commence,

you yourself convince

your dance stop hence.

But influencer you are

of ways plays the guitar.

Tune only made to start

by your beating heart.

3 Comments Add yours

  1. kristianw84 says:

    Love, Love, LOVE This!!!!!!!!!!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you Kristian!!

      Liked by 1 person

      1. kristianw84 says:

        Thank you for sharing!!

        Liked by 1 person

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