strings wrapped around necks sway with the rhythm of ur fingers
hollow bodies curve to the shape of ur hand
ebony and ivory fret as they hear the beat of ur soul
mother of pearl embellish the surroundings
the smell of cherry, mahogany, birch and cedar intoxicate ur mind
i watch u create
i adapt to ur state
u chose ur pick
u play ur song
u resonate ur love
u amaze me
my luthier.
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