My Whole

Hold your gear as if it were me, as if it were my body and soul within your hands
Make love to me with music.

But first.

Tell me;

Would you caress the strings if it weren't what moved you?

Would you tune the pegs if it wasn't part of your soul?

Would you run your fingers up and down the neck if it wasn't your breathe you were in and exhaling

And would you delicately lie down every note and rhythm if your very existence did not live for it?

You don't play it just for fun, and don't play it because it only feels good.
Only take your instrument and express what you feel it inside...

Now take me in your arms, my body and my soul
If you don't feel what music does to you
Than have patience, learn to be in love me...

Or let me go.

Because unless I first mean much more to you
I will never give you my whole.

- Desiree` Magee