I told you I could play but I didn’t say how well

I’d hold you 

Like a guitar, caress your body 

Tune you into the right chord, my chord

Pull your strings to play those notes 

Just the tune I want to hear 

My song... Only my song

That’s all you’re going to produce 

To please me

Just me

Your head in one hand 

Your body under mine

While I pull those strings

I’d play you to my song

And you’d love it.



  • Author: KCO III (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 27th, 2018 17:10
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 66



    HI KAY ~ Love the Poem. I play Classical Guitar so i know how my Instrument feels when its body is caressed and its strings plucked to produce harp~like melodies & harmonies. If you played my instrument ~ I would only produce your tune and if played yours ~ you would produce mine ! Two harps in harmony ! Thanks for sharing ~ Yours as always ~ BRIAN 🧡

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