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From a writing assignment to write in the voice of a famous person no longer living. |
| Segovia Performs My name announced, Purposeful strides, Across moaning floorboards A softly cushioned chair, My foot on a stool, my love rests On my knee as I hold her close. Beautiful and shapely, Clothed in rich Brazilian Redwood and European cedar. Embracing her curves, Callused fingers stroke catgut and steel. Fortissimo chords, Flamenco-dancing hands Roam across frets. Her Wooden heart vibrates, My blood heart serene As I drift into clicking heels And snapping castanets until Feverishly passionate applause Brings me back To bright lights And cheering admirers. Squinting, I hold my lady high. Isn’t she something? |