Monday 27 April 2009

Broken Notes

The broken string of your guitar,
Caught my attention from afar,
Though you tried to play me your song,
Something wasn’t right,
And I could hear it all along.

I watched your fingers play the tune,
I found myself singing with you,
The beat was wrong, I was too slow,
You waited all night,
Til in the end I got it all.


Just something I'm working on. It's a work in progress, and definitely needs a lot of revision... and a whole lot more stanzas/verses... we'll see how it goes.

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