He plays guitar
Songs that speak to my soul
Tug at the stiches
Holding my heart together
Eyes closed
But smouldering
Straining to sing truth
He plays guitar
Tenderly and violent
I wonder what it would be like
For those acoustic string fingers
To play me
Callouses on my soft skin
Would those same eyes smoulder
For me?
Would his truth still ring true
For me?
Those singing lips
Stinging mine
Dare I dream?
But all I know
Is that he plays guitar
Like a lover
