She caressed guitar strings in ways
that made both me and the Heavens jealous
ultra violet notes made a believer of me
weaving Spirit Songs to tell us
both
wishing that the rifts that She played, I wrote
cuz neither distance nor reverb would ever keep us apart
i’d light fire to sheet music to blaze trails for a new start
see
every melody her eyes sing strikes a chord with my heart
yesssss
every vibe her mind brings
takes a piece of my heart…
.
for real…
.
Incog’
.
… please REMEMBER to cloak, by marking as private, any post with a poem CLEARLY DEDICATED to a cyberspace crush — BEFORE inviting said individual to read your blog. Talk about a Freudian Slip… 
LMAO!!!
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So, I wrote this recently after being inspired by the photo of an cyberspace pal. Yeah, her visual is that ill. what can I say? I have a weakness for a pretty face, LOL. Forget that previous post, y’all. Your girl doesn’t stay down for long …
She be That Muse that
launched the pens of a thousand scribes
including me
echoing auras that eluded me
with vibes
transcending time and cyberspace
She
possessed the ability
to make my mind race
She
had eyes that made me drop
and
a frame that made my rhythm stop
cardiac
palpitations and lost breath from
asthmatic type attack
falling breathlessly
in intrigue of
this supernatural beauty whose photo sat
fearlessly
and fiercely
before me…
Incogshegro
