Freed by Fender

Succumbing to
the high-pitched wail of electricity,
I'm lost 
in the deftness of legendary fingers.

Behind closed eyes 
colors shift with the contrast of sounds 
cradling my heart 
to liberate my soul.


My take on Monday Musings: June 9, 2014 - Image Prompt. No matter how draining the day, there's not much a screaming guitar can't break through... ;)

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