My Classical Guitar
I hold my guitar
Like a long lost lover
I play her strings
As she weeps within my arms
For loves long gone
We are united in song
And heart breaks gone wrong
As I pluck the music in the air
She reminds me, love is never fair
And now the strings have broken
All that could have been, flowing in the wind
The concert has ended
The last waltz
The last full moon
My guitar sleeps forever
Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2013
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