Fender Poetry
The biting kiss of your touch as you graze my skin.
The sound of your voice I get so lost in.
We sing as one. Your being an extension of my own.
The epic riffs i strum, you hum to me.
The beauty of the rock and harmony.
Breathing away the pain I suffer.
With the Christian soul and metal covers.
The aching in me pushed away by the voice of your concert.
My heart beating the drum as i strum along forever.
As I escape the days of uneven and hear your song once more.
Again and all over.