listen
as veronica sings
as my hand slides up and down her smooth neck
the sharpest blade could not seperate her body from mine
the smooth curves of her hips and the tenderness of my knee combine
her crying voice resonating the the small damp room
i do not think of anything while i play other than my love of her
she is my heart, body, soul, and mind
i am invincible with her
and without her i would be less than nothing
i cry as i pluck her metal strings
the soft notes are so real you can feel them
one simple chord could define love
with her i hear no other
it is so complex yet so simple
as veronica sings
i listen