Guitar Love
I have no name or reason, gone are bone and flesh.
My uncuffed spirit beats a raw passionate crest.
As guitar riffs stroke my soul's divine ache afresh,
my core becomes high and healings blaze in my chest.
Tunes spin vibrations that linger deep and grab me.
While I dance vivacious vibes soothe me styled within
and melt me adrift to float in truth's feels of free.
Music mends to transcend me beyond human skin.
Copyright © CayCay Jennings | Year Posted 2017
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