baby
when
ever
you
play
your
love
music, baby
your notes lick along
the lies others have
told, and it’s rough
like the tongue
of an old black cat
girl, but i know you
mean to heal me, baby
and you do, it’s just i wish
you were a little more pussy
and maybe a little less cat
but a player like me has
to take what it gives
and you gives
p
l
e
n
t
y
* poem “Love Music” by Bill Jones, Jr.
The Artists' Sanctum 
I hope this was one of your general love poems and not about anyone in particular. 🙂
Very cleverly presented piece sweets.
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I wrote it last night because I wanted a guitar-shaped poem.
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It’s awesome baby.
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Thank you.
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That’s ok.
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