Your thumb stop for a while,the music become slowly,when you begin to play it,it starts
The chair that you sit down stich on your body when the song ends,the sun ruse up
Light come into your house,light your face,but you don't feel much warmth,wind flows the leaves up
You are lucky with the other one who care your creative music and listen to your songs somuch
The person is,waiting for you to play the beunt of all songs
The eyes stare at you,bring a smile
You're keep on playing guitar,when the precious songs end and the next song begin
Bum！Bum！Bum！
Sounds became up
That's the person's favorite song
You play it with your energy till you have no much more of it to play
Find eyes with tear,the lover,that's the person：It's your wife.
Your deep love with her,not apart o ever.
2012.10.26
