Jane Kostman Poet Enclosed Rhyme

That Guitar

As Im riding in the car
I can hear the strumming of that guitar
and it's one of my favorite songs
Playing on the fm radio 

Inside my mind I hope we can take it very slow getting to where 
we need to go

cause I'm going to sing every word
while rewinding and replaying it 
again and again it till you go bizerk

And -I'm going to close my eyes
And imagine the words in motion

And -I'm going to hum along
And deep inside I know that 
I'm going to probably make you hate another
One of my favorite songs
And since we can take our time
and your driving fairly slow
just know

 I'm going to blare it loud
I want to soak it in 
I want to feel every word
So I'll continue singing it again and again

While I am riding in the car
I'm going to play that imaginary Guitar 
I'm going to sway along
and I am going to tap my feet
Cause I cant help but move to the beat
of the southern twain voice,
Of the southern twain Guitar
Of all my favoite country songs.


And -I'm going to hum along
And deep inside I know that 
I'm going to probably make you hate another
One of my favorite songs

And since we can take our time
and your driving fairly slow
just know

I'm going to blare it loud
I want to soak it in 
I want to feel every word
So I'll continue singing it again and again

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