Guitars In The Night
By
Jude Kyrie

*In the distance
On this hot sultry summer night.
Someone is playing Spanish guitar.
Its notes are touching my soul.
Awakening old memories
That have been long
been lying dormant.

The breeze touches my hair
Salty spray from the ocean
Kissing my lips
as she once did.

In the distance.
On this hot sultry summer night
Someone is playing Spanish guitar
Each melody awakens hidden.
tears from long ago.

I see her dancing with me
Soft red lips touching mine.
Your softness pressed
against my chest.
Through my tears
I reach to touch your hair

In the distance
On this hot sultry summer night.
Someone is playing Spanish guitar
Each note now a knife wound.
And My heart is breaking.