i found love, when i found you

I’m gonna point the finger on you,
anyone to see who’s the one who
is caressing me shaping my soul
with its thoughts full of grace and
deeds with gentle touches, similar
with the breeze of summer nights,
stuffed with whispers of longing
and wily sprightly contemplations
lulled through the wave of feelings
amused by any pearl of your mind.
Taste, scent, and silhouettes seem
to have more magic skills than any
gifted guitarist while our low voice
confesses in riffs a lordly moment,
I found love when I found you‧‧‧…

Kenny Wayne Shepherd

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