Like a Woman, Like a Guitar
Like a woman, like a guitar,
the heart of them both, like an intoxicating perfume,
the soul of them both, like a passionate red rose,
the mind of them both, like divine keys and codes,
mixing with the symphony of the spheres,
dancing on the clouds of our desires,
running as the sparks fly off of our shoes,
flowing like a great river that meets the sea of eternity.
Like a woman, and like a guitar,
my love for you is reminiscent of pure sacred bliss.
And a man like you, is so worthy of my love,
my love divine, my love eternal.
My love, I am a woman, and like your guitar,
I am anticipating your fingertips.