Make my heart flutter about oh guitar boy
Let me breath in the music of your mastered toy
Strum and pluck those harmonious metal laces of yours
And make your hushed voice my life source
When I hear you sing, it's like the first time
Listening to you puts me on a high, so sublime
I feel weak in the knees, I get butterflies
You have me hypnotized, have me heaving a hundred sighs
Your song reverberates within me, rocking my core
You're like vodka, so intoxicating, you keep me asking for more
You got me delusional, like you got me on meth
So keep your sweet melody going until I am out of breath
Oh guitar boy, my sweet guitar boy, what is it that you have?
What is it with you that I crave? What is it with you that I love?
Is it your voice so angelic it makes the Furies weep?
Or is it your gentle strumming melody that lulls my world to sleep?
~p.s.b.
