Your Magic Guitar

Your Magic Guitar
By Anja-Rysial Laffrenier
(August 15, 2008)



Your magic guitar enchants me, and lulls me with its power.
My soul erupts with a symphony of uncontrollable smiles
This metrical measure of feelings, creates momentum:
Enveloped, signed, and sealed with a kiss that I present to you.

Your harmonious melody plays out each heartstring
A new chord added to this masterpiece defined by you
The supremacy over me is irreplaceable, undeniably true
The power of your music is stronger than simply words.

Your music whispers to me as I am hauled into a trance
My heart skips a beat and flails within my chest
My soul is dancing with each tone that you express
Diachronic melodies sway me into the depths of my soul.

This song plays upon the score of my mind,
The theme of two people, learning to understand,
Picking up the pieces: note-by-note, arpeggio-by-arpeggio,
You compose your thoughts as I learn to compose mine.

Together we walk to the cadence of measure,
The staff is our guide, while triads’ drift past us
Music notes become words and the music becomes our story
Each beat is melodic, rhythmic, and pleasing to the ear. 

Each note sighs to me in delight and murmurs intensity
Sweet sentiments clothed as the song of your soul.
Each sound, each breath, and each whisper envelops us
These strings entangle me within their grasp.

Your magic guitar enchants me, and lulls me with its power,
I am entranced, dazed, but never confused
The melody could not live without you as the player,
The guitar rests but in your hands: the magic is you.