Play Me (Sonnet)
Lay my ribs against your lap,
and strum chords on the strings of my heart.
Let the song that comes from your lips be no mishap,
see me behind every word from the time that you start.
Kiss my neck long ways until the keys that tune me,
turn themselves to compliment your song.
Releasing from the sounding hole dreams that should be free,
my skin the fingerboard of skin you run your fingers along.
Play me like your guitar in concert with you,
sing from your heart and watch my purpose shine thru.
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Not able to be done with just your left or right,
these vibrations that even reach my heel.
Have an instance on being made through the night,
until both of your hands fingering is all that I can feel.
The rhythm tied in place to the timing by the nut,
I am your instrument of destiny awaiting your genius to navigate.
Creating chords with my emotions in sharp cuts,
through the scenes of our memories along the way to the next date.
The body of my work still but a piece of my design,
and these words but a bridge to the tip of the pin.
Me jotting down lyrics as they come in between lines,
rolling along the bridge between what I release and keep within.
Sung to the heavens when laying in your hands,
and played to perfection as though you understand.
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So I'm keepsaking snapshots of notes,
written to the musing of your fingers path.
Bathing my flaws and all in poetic quotes,
sung and played by a master of his craft.
My own anthology of what we worked on together,
volume after volume of peace recorded & played.
Song that's have no end and can be sung forever,
as from the melody of my heart you've never strayed.
From in the protection of your grip,
the most beautiful music does project.
At ease without worry of you letting me slip,
I rest against your chest - yours to protect.
Play me into the night until we meet sunrise,
like a song that ends and begins again with the look in your eyes.
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