While my Guitar gentily weeps

My fingers are SOOOO sore! I went over to a friends house Weds since it is my vacation (Yaaaaaaa!) Only a short while later I unpacked my neglected guitar case and pulled out a long lost friend. Twelve hours later I'm still making love to my obsession. I actually fell asleep with the object of my intentions still embraced in my arms! What a night! Most of the night, I felt as though I had been making too much noise. I'm not in the habit of fully indulging recklessly in my passions. Let me tell you though, the short and fleeting moments being totally lost and unapologetically engrossed with myself and my lover is a love story I will have branded on my soul to display proudly to my sprit for all eternity. Now its time to find a phone booth (They just don't make them anymore) and get changed back into my existence.