Mistress
Intimate moments were shared – his fingers sweep her lovely neck, tickling her frets.
Releasing sweet rhythms from the depths of her maple wood heart,
her vocal cords sing the blues as they kiss the hands that unleash her voice!
Distortions of life reverberate through the land where cotton is still king.
Lucille & B.B. a lifetime affair; making love on stage, creating a voyeuristic experience.
Educating the world on southern living; through music that transcends all generations,
his diary of songs speak his heart through notes that rain from his Gibson guitar
Every mistress’s code name - Lucille …
Copyright © Abe Lopez | Year Posted 2010
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