Ann Anderson Poet Romanticism

Your Guitar

I long to be that guitar
you take upon the road
be the serenade you sing to her
feel you wrapped around my soul.
She lays her head so softly
close upon your heart,
if there's one sure thing I know in life,
then I know that you'll never part.

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James Peranteau May 13, 2009 at 7:22 AM Ann,...this is fantastic ! I love this,..I'm one for the short play on words. james

Ali Matheny December 1, 2008 at 10:25 AM Great Poem!! I know exactally how you feel. . . ^.^ Love Alexz

Christopher Higgins November 24, 2008 at 9:25 AM This is very romantic Ann. The longing and the want is dances through this write. You have painted a lovely picture. Hope all is well with you. I look forward to reading more of you. Thanks for the comments on my work. Chris.

Michael Jordan November 24, 2008 at 8:16 AM Ann this was a beautiful poem - I get the sense that you are much greater than any Guitar hon, God Bless, MJ

Nigel Fawcett November 24, 2008 at 6:10 AM Great poetry, Ann, and very topical because I'm just watching a live concert on DVD and being wowed by the guitar playing! Love, Nigel

Keith Bickerstaffe November 24, 2008 at 5:34 AM Sweet cadence and rhyming... especially 'road/soul.' A lovely piece! Best wishes, Keith