When you touch a guitar

Sounds I’d never imagine come out

Even the most well known song becomes crisp, clear, and new

Your guitar sings like a song that cannot be written

Cannot be pinned down to notes and ink and paper

Like every note you pluck is new

Dare I say simple and clean?

If only you’d stop staring at the tv and see me

But you’ll never see me

Believe me

Is it perfect?

I hope it’s perfect

The life you’re viewing right now

I can’t know, can only see what you show

Like your guitar

I wish I could watch you play for hours

Just see the motion of you for some time

Maybe longer than a moment

I wish I could see you for longer than a moment

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