Latest Recording Poem by Kewayne Wadley

You're my guitar,
Behind grey tint & mellow jams
You're always by my side
With your Black V-Neck & stretched
Leggings.
I've washed you in whiskey & handed
You my doob, strong and loud.
I don't remember much outside
Of our drunken verse & LPS.
I love when your in my arms.
And your butt pressed tight against
The front of my jeans,
My buzz higher than both you & I,
You're my guitar I said.
Your strap wrapped firm against
My neck.
Your pop strum & popped again.
I love when your body slinks
And you moan across the
Acoustic of my ear.
Your hair wild and untamed
Gasping for more,
My arms are your place of rest.
Throw your clothes wherever you like,
Use my head to your liking.
Mouth the words you love to hear me say
Show me the places that make you shout
The most.
I've rolled another doob
And passed it to you loud & strong.
In a moments time
I'll finger you again & let the neighbors
Hear our latest recording