Staring into a picture on the wall of palm trees
separated with a sunset happening between them.
Guitar strumming to the gentle invisible breeze
coming across the ocean, touching heart and soul.
Vibrating while singing softly, portraying this
poetical being.
Once in a while being heard singing when writing
and listening to music.
Hearing singers as they read the words off of a
television screen at karaoke.
Guitar filling this mind with love and kindness
forever.
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