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 My Musician (wings2fly2heaven 12/28/2009)
This is a bit different than most of my other poems.  Consists of a little free-verse, and a little rhyme.  Quite an impromptu-write, but born of inspiration.  This prosy-poem is based on the fact Paul's a musician.  

P. S.  This is for you... inspired by you... because I love you.
 
MY MUSICIAN
 
December ending
Jam session beginning
Nothing planned, nothing recorded
February dreams of my musician's show
No doubts I'll be there for you, you know?
 
Just dig deeper baby
Bring your acoustic to life by your breath of soul (you know everybody has one)
Easy as remembering those ‘long hot summer nights'
New set-list for you and in your good time
Oh yeah, my musician's playing just fine
 
Let it all go baby
Play it with a good feel
As your vibrato's breaking sound barriers
Now follow those cries blind
Cause there's a rhythm inside
 
Your heart beats in your palm
There's verve pulsing to your fingers
Come on and grind the life out of your guitar
Playing me your perfect song
You know I've been listening all along
 
Keep playing the blues so deep
Live every word, feel every note
This is where my musicians' at his best
Teach me how to tap into that bluesy feel
You're a natural talent, so very raw, so very real


Acoustic Guitar and Hand Pictures, Images and Photos



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