The Guitarist


Your fingers
slide up the neck,
coaxing rough melodies
from metallic strings.
Your muscles
tense and contract,
shudder and flex
as your body works
to urge notes
from your instrument.
I hear your voice
break through the scream
of amplified metal,
I see it transform you
into who you truly are–
Your melody twists,
winds it’s way
beneath my skin
teaching me
to interpret
the words
wrapped inside
your songs.

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