Ode to Knyrobe

 (for my “Sun”)

I see you sitting in the corner of my bedroom

No doubt wondering why I have abandoned you

Or if I’m avoiding you.

All though my glances are in passing

I still look at you;

There is still a yearning deep within me

to stroke and  caress you;

so delicate and unique in your shape

and shades.

(But, yes I’m avoiding you.)

I do love you.

My favorite sound

Is still the sound

Of my fingers

Sliding up

and down,

and I

still love the thought of

knowing you

more intimately.

I’m just

afraid

that I haven’t the passion

To fully appreciate you

Or the focus

to commit to you

like I should.

But that’s no excuse.

Especially if I love you

The way I say I do.

(And I  really do love you.)

I just get frustrated so easily.

But to be completely

honest,

I  just like the way people

look at me

when I’m with you

holding you.

I like that vision

more than

actually committing to you.

but I promise one day,

I’ll set aside my selfishness

and lack of discipline

and learn how to play you.

(Inspired by a picture of Karen Gibson & her guitar)