Guitar -Shining Poem by Mark Heathcote

Guitar -Shining

Guitar -shining like a yellowish moon
Play me another chord and chorus before dawn.
I am tired of this world of endless beauty.
I am tired of all this lovemaking.
Each song is a dream I grow tired of.
As one drifts into the next,
I long for the continuation of just one song.
One guitar -shining like a yellowish moon.
No more broken strings.

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