Articles 2018

The Guitarist

The Guitarist   Enfolded, resting in his lap, His body moulds to fit her shape. Eyes shut, he listens to her sounds, Invokes the muse to guide his hands. Holding her with firm embrace, He plucks and teases out her chords, Like lover grooming knotty braids. Fleet fingers putter over wood, Then shock with smacking […]

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