SPIRIT
Invoking things unknown,
Things unseen,unfelt.
Bringing to life dead emotions,
My transport to a realm only known by me.
Spirit,
You call me.
Your strings speaks of mysteries unveiled
Holding you is like holding unto life itself.
For you speak of every iota of life
Spirit,
The guitar.
The one thing that exhilirates me,
Gushing out my innermost thoughts,
Bringing to life fantasies through music.
Spirit,
You possess me and take over.
Voicing out,
Exposing the hidden me.
Adedeji Tomilola

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