My Guitar Poem by Melissa Bange

My Guitar



you can have the keys to my place
you can have a piece of my heart
but don't dare touch my guitar
there is passion deep inside that wood
a different type of love affair
no matter what, those six strings are there
i don't ever worry
no it will never leave
and when i put my hands on it, it makes my music breath

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