Sunday, January 29, 2012

Sheena

Four strings
Each varying in size
Frets
About an inch wide

A black smooth body
Enticing curves
A voice deep and mellow
That it's barely heard

I named him Sheena
Then figured out it was a guy
When my hands get lonely
His stoic stance
Relaxes me
Reminds me
To focus
Stretch
Then play

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