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.

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