They're Called Fluffy Tunes
~The Kpop Poetry Book~
Strummm.
Fingers grazing a guitar's strings.
Strammm.
Frustration
Strummm.
Clenched fists, eyes narrowed.
Stremmm.
Anger.
The other being laughs, he knows her all too well.
Arms slipping over arms.
Fingers entwining with fingers.
Play like… this.
Strummm.
A chuckle makes his heart leap.
Strummm.
A giggle makes him smile, his heart dancing on the inside.
Strummm.
She turns her head, gazing into his eyes.
Hearts are those little shapes you learned about as kids.
Hearts are those things that make you love.
Hearts are those things that keep bodies alive. High school ruined any sweetness a heart was supposed to possess.
Strummm.
Her lips soft, connect with his.
Strummm.
The music they play stops.
Stru-
The new music is of a sensual genre.
Hey… you still gotta teach me how to play this thing! Lay… I'll play a beautiful tune, and it's just for you, and it's all because of you. But you gotta help me.
Strummm.
Strummm.
Strummm.
They're called fluffy.
They're called lovey-dovey.
When the night ends,
she's in his arms,
playing a tune she wrote,
and only learned how to play a few minutes ago.
Raveness on May 1, 2013 22:56:21 says: x
1: Lay and You (the reader)
2: His real personality. The girl is just a few months younger than he is. She loves music and learning, but she gets frustrated easily.
3: She tries to play Lay's guitar but she can't. He sees her struggling and decides to teach her how to play it correctly.
4: Patience (and Music)
5: Fluff and romance
6: Normal people
7: Yes, You (the reader) and Lay
Enjoy da flurf. It's some perdie flurf.
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