Tuesday, November 18, 2008

I never get tired of this

I love this poem, cause its so short and sweet and there isnt nothing I can do to change it..

Acoustic guitars play in the foreground of my mind

The lullaby of wood and strings intertwine

As they captivate me and pull with a sweet dissonance

Resolve will you not, oh chord in my dream

Or will you leave me hanging over the clef

Trying to find my tonal center

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