I named my new guitar
"Kvasir"
After the Norse
God of Inspiration.
When he died
His blood was drained
And mixed with honey,
Fermented to make a mead
That caused any who drank it
To speak only wisdom and poetry.
A fitting name
For the perfect dance partner,
The one who's singing
Accompanies mine,
Responds perfectly
To my touch.
After all
Once you have danced
With the God of Inspiration
You will never want for
Any other partner.
Hell yeah! Love it.
Hell yeah! Love it.
Long days and pleasant nights
Diamond