To My Guitar For Valentine's Day

[Gachetemas]

In recognition of February the 14th, our 8.75-month aniversary, I wrote a poem for my guitar. (One might also say it is about another love in my life, but I'm not the type that believes in symbolism.)

Alone in Guitar Center
I didn’t know what I’d find.
I’d let my instincts guide me
Use my senses, not my mind.

Though I’d done some online research
And was limited by price,
I played them all so I’d be sure
Before I made my choice.

So that’s what I did
And one stood out miles above the rest.
So I returned and confirmed
The best. I do not jest.

Such beauty unseen
Firm touch of her strings
So happy a sound
So pleasant to play
Feelings
These feelings took over my brain.

I saw us in the future,
My first baby and I.
So good for each other
My baby

But why? Why?
Why like a fool did I fall in love so?
To tell you the truth,
I do not want to know.

I don’t want to analyze
Let it be what stole the beauty
The beauty that’s attached
Itself to my soul.

Am I as funny as I hoped? I do value function over form.  

[Scythes R Us]

I liked it. You must really love your guitar. I know exactly how that is. I'm very attachted to my violin and it's like it's a part of my soul. Rock on dude mrgreen  

[Reizzar]

Hah. ... Well, you have good structure here; this piece has nice flow. Which is great. I like that. The topic... the topic just amuses me. But, hey, everything is grand in the embrace of love, right? Right!? whee  

[Wolfie Kid]

Okay: firstly - you're weird, therefore I like you. Secondly - No, I mean it: you're really weird... and thirdly, I liked it. I have a guitar, though I'm not head over heels for it. But I can apprechiate (cannot spell it) this relationship, as a fellow music lover. I hope you both live a long and fufilling life together. blaugh