My Girl and I
My desire is too stroke her neck
In my mind I shall not fret
To pull her heart strings
To see what tune she so brings
Oh my fingers will trek
Against my waist she'll be so close
Her touch will excite me the most
As she brushes against me
High pitched I can be
Bodies together so in compose
As we play our audience roars
With me she continues to explore
Yes, she is my guitar
Making music we star
As we have done so many times before
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/music-6.php
Copyright © James Fraser | Year Posted 2011
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