Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Boy and his Guitar.

The way he felt when he would play it right.
The way his hands danced up and down the neck was mesmerizing.
You could tell he was enjoying it.
His eyes shut and his head swinging from side to side.
His lips moved and let out the most amazing voice to go along with his dancing hands,
letting the noise flow with his voice.
The way he caressed the instrument,
as he sat on the step outside his home with the sun on his face,
was amazing.

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