Purple Storm

My guitar is my love

She peers at me

Beckoning me to strum

Releasing sounds of gladness

She sways with me in sorrow

And dry’s my tears with arpeggios

Fitting perfectly in my arms

She is obedient in her rhythm

Creating joy

Rush from my quickened heart beat

Faster she sails with me

Touching nerves in places I cannot C

Major chords streamlining my thoughts

A touch of F and now G

Gee I am loving this

Song that’s made for me

No lyrics to confine the sound’      

But endless mysteries in minors and majors

Fingers scraping for a journey

Found only in the limitless space she creates

Slowing soothing

Becoming silence

TK-LUV