Hey everybody,
Okay...so I'm gonna let you guys in on a little secret of mines. I am "fascinated" with a dude that can play the guitar or any other instrument so smoothly. That's maybe why I love Prince as an artist. This poem is actually written from a personal experience. Again, don't judge me too badly. Lol. I almost forgot, I wrote this many moons and kisses ago on March 29, 2009.With love.
Intro.
There he stood,
calm, cool, collected,
and here I sat,
admiring his complex
expression.
His selection,
was a
reflection
of me.
The soul, the intensity, the rhythm,
that is to call
his melody.
He meddled me,
told my story,
full of passion,
through his fingers,
stealing my
satisfaction.
His musical distraction
became
my attraction.
My heartbeat danced to the
rhythm of his beat.
Amazed.
He walked off stage,
and took a piece of my heart,
just by the plucking,
the strings of his guitar.
Intro.
--Jasmyne K. Rogers
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