Bon Iver

I sunk into red velvet seats could taste the sweetness

on my tongue as if my tongue were touching his

and the reverberation from his guitar pushed me

in further and further and slowly and beautifully

and I felt so much passion coming from his fingertips

leaving no single nerve in my body un-kissed

he sang of god and love and loss and forgiveness,

what forgiveness may be whether or not it is

obtainable. but you pluck the strings of my soul

an somehow in one single night I learn to forgive

in exchange for wisdom thoughts escaping

from the tip of my pen

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