Haunting Guitar

guitar sounhole

Steel wound strings plucked by nimble fingers in
the darkly lit bar vibrate the fine Sitka spruce top
and out of the sound hole comes the sweetest
music you’ve ever heard. The player’s minor chords
bring soulful reminiscence which surges through your
body and sends your mind to a nirvana of remembered love lost,
late nights of beauty and bliss when she was the only
thing you thought about. Times not thought of in years
but brought now from chambers of your heart and mind
where buried deep they waited for release.
The memories wash over you with an ache of longing so
strong it carries physical pain and the want of
renewal takes your breath away. And just as you think
you can take no more, She walks through the door alone.

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