Thousands of free stories. Support your favorites when you're ready.
Showing stories tagged with #music-lesson Clear filter
I ran up the steps to the music school with my hood pulled up over my face so no one could see the tears streaming down my face.
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.
"Want me to teach you to play now?" "yeah." I sit in between his legs and hold the guitar. He puts his arms around me and places my hands in the correct spot. He moves my hands with his as we play.