GUITAR LOVE
I have no name or reason, gone are bone and flesh.
My uncuffed spirit beats a raw passionate crest
when guitar riffs stroke my soul's divine ache afresh.
To my core I become high and healings blaze in my chest.
Tunes spin vibrations that ignite deeply inside me.
While I dance vivacious sounds sooth my soul within
and melt me adrift to lift me in gifted feels of free.
Music mends to transcend me beyond human skin.
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