A Dream Of My Own Bass
>> Thursday, November 12, 2009
I dream to play you with my own fingers...
But I don't want to hold you.
You strain my back; can't endure.
I complain.
But how lovely your sound is!
I think you're so cool.
And yet, still, I only dream to play you with my own fingers...
~Nelonie A. Crelencia © 2008
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But I don't want to hold you.
You strain my back; can't endure.
I complain.
But how lovely your sound is!
I think you're so cool.
And yet, still, I only dream to play you with my own fingers...
~Nelonie A. Crelencia © 2008
| lancelonie photography © All Rights Reserved. DO NOT COPY. |
Video by: Blue Bossa bass by Hannibalpol
I like the poem, almost taken as personification to me.
and that's adorable.(:
How cute :)
Beautiful bass.
xoxo
B* a la Moda
I love poems about normal everyday objects. I think girls who play bass are awesome!
Thanks for the compliment about our blog!
kelsey
That is beautiful. I love it. I'm a big fan of the bass.
Mr. Skittles has two beautiful bass guitars that he used to play. I wish he'd pick them up someday again.
Thanks for dropping by my blog and commenting. =)
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