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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