will you strum your strings…
while i hum the words to this poem…
i wrote…
with you in mind…
reciting the beat of your instrument
with the words that flow from my pen…
it’s sinful…
even.
to connect
your passion with my passion…
imagine the creation
we’re about to be making…
when my pen meets with my pad…
and your fingers and bow to your instrument…
maybe it’s meant…
for you to know music
and me to know words…
…this way…we can create…
together…
in unison.
your notes sending me into oblivion
lost in the sounds
you’ve drowned me in…
a wonder
you’re amazing…
…a melody to my verses
it’s a first.
this moment…
my words having intercourse
…with your instrument’s voice.
awaiting the climax…
the impact they have together.
…to be continued…
~Q~ 2012