My Dissolution

Guitar

I love to watch you play your guitar,

caress it with love and stroke gently it to make it sing.

You take your time and practice to get each note to sound perfectly.

As I sit watching you as I imagine that I am that guitar.

You lift me off the floor and caress me with care, 

tracing your fingers over my curves,

and stroking my strings to make me sing that perfect note.

but alas I am here watching you play the guitar.

My strings will all break before they sing again....

and the spiraling starts again.