The Strum of His Guitar
As each Fret connects to his fingers
He becomes one with her
She plays for him
Displaying passion as they come together.
He has a seductive stance
As his fingers travel up and down her body
Making a hypnotic groove
That will send your earbuds into a trance.
Watching him caress her long sexy neck
And embracing her as he plays her
I understand more and more as I watch him perform
How he makes her sing, moan, and scream.
As each Fret connects with his fingers
I am hypnotized
The magic in his music and rhythm
Is taking me for a ride.
He has control over her
He has control over me
I sit there overwhelmed
While he’s playing …. me.
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