David Gilmour's Guitar Poem by Mihaela Pirjol

In an electrifying
effervescence of sound,
the air…
vibrates and reverberates
beneath long and dexterous fingers,
as a mystic sonic elixir
of blended beginning of being:
spectacle of sound,
sonic radiation
of frenzied fantasies!
The guitar solo
trembles in tremulous, melodious notes:
slashing and splashing into ether
eerie echoes…Echoes…
a high pitch…a pause…
In that fraction of a second,
time and air stops…
the heart skips a beat,
the lungs forget to breathe,
and the anoxic brain
transcends into a mini-coma of ecstasy,
as at the boundaries
between life and death…
instantly returning to life
with a desperation for
an inhalation of sound!
The guitar-chords scream towards the sky…
spiritually spreading sound-fire:
inflaming imagination
with an incandescent desire…
desire…desire for life…for love…

…for you…