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His Guitar Gently Weeps
Exquisite lace of interwoven pledges
music played, a romantic daze
endearments of his love so deep
grand gestures in a passionate craze
her heart is closed, frozen in time
though his adoration never wavers
she waits patiently for a sign
when she can tell him he loves too much
he plays his instrument so divine
she cannot resist his touch
whilst he loves to distraction
in a masquerade of meaningless lust
she bathes in her own satisfaction
he watches her when she sleeps
troubadour ignorant in veneration
while his guitar gently weeps
©Killea
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T7qpfGVUd8c
feedback van andere lezers- Magdalena
melancholisch mooi June
killea: Thank you Magdalena
xxx
j - yellow
if I read those words and I read the title, I have to think to the old zorro-films, there are man wit guitars who are playing serenades,
lovely poem, I hope once on a time you find the right person,
love
Marc
xxx
killea: Thank you Marc love
xxx
j - tessy
Mooi weemoedig gedicht
killea: thank you tessy
xx
j - Lucky
mooie titel
killea: thank you lucky
xx
j - Mistaker
George Harrison was the most sympathic Beatle I guess.
Beatiful poem June.
Greta xx
killea: Thank you Greta
xx
j - innerchild
Mooie titel, June !
En de woorden die volgen illustreren perfect de song.
killea: Thank you Inner
xx
j - jan
great gitarist, nice poem!
xxx
j
killea: Thank you, Jan
xx
j
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