“If music be the food of love, play on”

― William Shakespeare

He played a riff on my soul
where all emotions danced to his tunes
and my heart swayed to his strings
He looked me in my eyes
and the world stopped turning
He played the chords and
strung my heart along
my heart skipped a beat
and danced to his gaze
He played a riff on my soul
his voice chased
all the demons in me
and cleansed me again
to become pure
He played a riff on my soul
as his fingers glide on the guitar
it lit my emotions on fire
as he playing on my soul
and arousing all my desires
He played a riff on my soul
We swayed along and
our hearts strung together
not the world, not the melody matters
when your mind enters the trance
I still to this day remembers
when he played a riff on my soul.
This post is in response to the daily prompt  Riff

8 thoughts on “Riff

  1. This is perfectly played. Love the idea of ‘riffs on my soul’. Music does that. Love does that and the two belong together in perfect harmony (pun intended) 🙂

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