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Spanish Guitar, Eloquent Brother of Soul
The high throated pitches of the guitar rings,
To echo through the darkness of the night.
Speaks of a lost love, and in such a regret,
Its corded rhythms, all seem to take flight.
Deep throbbing notes, vibrate in their refrain,
Showing such emotion, of lost love and pain.
Pitter-patting of bongos, add to atmosphere
Give a rhythmic emotion, and all so sincere.
Sweet trumpeted music, now joins in the song,
Telling of sweet nectar, her dark hair, so long.
The patting of guitar's box, a welcomed addition,
gives an aged old relation, to a Spanish tradition.
Its twang-twanging, in sharp corded, cutting tones.
To sound out the heart felt feelings, as all belongs.
Spanish guitar, you're so eloquent and so unique,
Much is so reflective, of the Spanish soul, it speaks.
Whining strings to dance before the evening breeze,
Carried on the wind, and of all its listeners, to please.
Like a voodoo cast spell, you've got a hold on me,
That brown eyed beauty, her Spanish spirit, to flee.
Spanish guitarist, his fingers finding cords, so elegantly,
To strike emotions and so expressive, is done, eloquently
A stirring tale of lost lovers, of a their story, one so old,
Now the young man stands alone, as his sad story is told.
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