September Love6

Guitar man 

Serenade me

open skies only know of our love

Hold me

with the words confessing

Read me

Smiling and blushing

Oh, guitar man

You make beautiful music 

that can also hold me

Move me

Parade your voice to me

intoxicating melodies

Praises by experience

Habits by confidence

Oh, guitar man, serenade me

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