the sunlight
through window pane
traces yellow spotlights
dust motes
highlighting golden
hairs sprinkled across
the back of your hand
curled dark
around the fretboard
fingertips caress
soft chords
clear notes
face intent, absorbed,
joyous with words yet unwritten,
harmonies not yet played
Sigh-
To be the rosewood
warm under your hands,
making music with you.
whimsy~mimsy 
Nov 20, 2012 @ 22:59:04
This captures a moment perfectly. I have watched a lover ‘caress soft chords’, and have also been the guitarist playing for my love. Wrapped in sunshine.
Hold the moment close.
Nov 21, 2012 @ 17:04:07
I will
Nov 21, 2012 @ 00:42:35
lovely imagery, will you read this also ?
Nov 21, 2012 @ 13:13:19
Of course 🙂 thank you for asking.
Nov 21, 2012 @ 13:15:43
great — I look forward to it.
If you have children, be sure you read often to them, I am sure it will be magical for them.
Nov 21, 2012 @ 14:45:39
They are older now, but I used to. 🙂
Nov 21, 2012 @ 03:19:24
Any poem with a sigh in it has my attention…
Nov 21, 2012 @ 17:03:05
Thanks;) I wouldn’t say that though lol. There are plenty that make me sigh that just …
Nov 22, 2012 @ 03:25:50
🙂
Nov 22, 2012 @ 03:32:26
🙂 glad you liked!
Jan 15, 2013 @ 10:20:32
Nice, liked this alot. The guitar is a very sensual instrument in the right hands!
Jan 15, 2013 @ 12:19:40
Thank you! For both the lovely comment and for stopping by! I agree. The guitar is quite the bridge to romance, I think anyway.
Jan 15, 2013 @ 12:28:46
You’re welcome, I enjoy your words very much. Guitar music is stimulating, dreamy and allows you to enter a world that connects deep within your soul. To dine on music is like feasting on a romantic banquet and you can never get enough to satiate your lust!