Could I replace the curves of the guitar
With the curves of my hips?
I hand myself to you;
All strings attached-
Tighten, loosen, tune in.
You can use your capo,
Clamp me down if you want to
As long as
Together, we produce a sweet melody.
So look into my eyes,
Read the notes and produce a melody,
Sing it in my ears as you play me.
Create a song, then put me down,
But only if you promise to make me your