Music stand on my floor
and sun on the stand
guitar embraces me
a teacup on the table
listens to Bach Suit
waiting for cooling
music book in the sky
shines through window
turning over pages of sun
opening the Gigue,
the last movement of suit
guitar plays tenderly
my Mi Major chord once for all
I am going to sleep in the hard case
tepid tea takes the guitar on the arms
sipping it to enjoy the harmony
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