November 7th, 2007

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• A Love Story by A Flamenco Guitar

  A Love Story by A Flamenco Guitar
  Dirty fingers,
  On a black guitar,
  I watched in awe,
  As he played a flamenco.
  His tune, erupting in pain,
  And pausing with bliss,
  A lover’s heart
  Rekindling a kiss.
  His four fingers,
  Chasing a joyful tune.
  Two lovers in love,
  Under a lightless moon …
  Then a calm,
  A lonely melody.
  A lover’s heart,
  Bleeding in agony.
  Then he strummed
  A violent tune.
  A lover’s rage,
  A […]

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