Within the warmth
Of our snow covered chalet
Driven by my passion
I sat playing guitar all day
I played from my heart
With all of my soul
Harmonic balance
As the creativity flowed
The perfect palm mute
Sound reverberating by design
All my poetic passion
Came to life
Achieving Nirvana
The tears filled my eyes
I played a guitar solo
That caressed my mind
Pain put to sound
No one else around
Except my girlfriend
Playing with her device
Not even a "that sounds nice"
And so I played
To the light of day
To the nagging cold
That's come my way...
Feb 8, 2016
Feb 8, 2016 at 8:44 AM UTC
Within the warmth
Of our snow covered chalet
Driven by my passion
I sat playing guitar all day
I played from my heart
With all of my soul
Harmonic balance
As the creativity flowed
The perfect palm mute
Sound reverberating by design
All my poetic passion
Came to life
Achieving Nirvana
The tears filled my eyes
I played a guitar solo
That caressed my mind
Pain put to sound
No one else around
Except my girlfriend
Playing with her device
Not even a "that sounds nice"
And so I played
To the light of day
To the nagging cold
That's come my way...
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