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The Guitar Man

Sat on the roof of the old quarry shack, The stars were as clear as can be, An acoustic guitar was strapped to his back, And a trembling was stirring in me, Slowly he started, a slow rythmic thread, A tingling, all down my spine, Guitar man, once performed by Bread, Was erupting from this man of mine, A more beautiful moment I cannot recal, The tones, like a drug, soaking in, I e to my left, he's so handsome, so tall, Feel euphoria slowly creeping, By the end of the song, The stars up above, Were shooting all over the sky, That was the moment that I fell in love, A most incredible, drug free high.

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Date: 4/19/2010 3:49:00 AM
It was a pleasure to read your poetry this morning Carolyne. Thank you for sharing your writing. Love, Carol
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