Keep On Strumming The Guitar Strings

my dear
keep on strumming the guitar strings
on this lonely night

where are the stars
are dead and gone

keep on strumming and let me simply
hum a tune for you

keep on strumming until your fingers
bleed until i stop singing until

the two of us become one
breathing soul
in our chosen spot
of silence.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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