Mr. Acoustic
September 27th, 2009 | Published in Poems
by Morgan Murphey
Your song lingers in my house
Stepping up the stairs
And gently closing the door
finds me in my bed
wraps its chords around me
and loves me like it was you
Sleeps in my bed
Breathes through my hair
Whispers in your sleep
Moves your fingers on my skin
finds me in my bed
wraps your strings around me
and covers me like it was you
Sings sings as you step away
Stepping down the stairs
And closing the door
finds me in my bed
wraps your things about me
and leaves me like it was you
