You take her graceful neck in hand,
Caress the strings with deft fingers,
Blue wood polished to a gleam,
Your hands, a beautiful poetry
Of form and fluidity,
Make her body sing.
Suddenly your hands are upon mine,
Placing my shaking fingers
On the all right strings,
Guide my rhythmic soft strumming,
Your arms around me;
Now it's my body that sings.
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@eddie12309 no, genuine guitar playing. Johnny was teaching me and..well, it got a bit steamy. It was back before anything had really happened between us and 😳 I was dying!
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