Building that melody.

The muse is chosen.
The thoughts are thought.
The sentiment cultivated.

The page is opened.
The pen is drawn.
The coffee is sipped.

The words are written.
The words are crossed.
The words are rhymed.
the words are thrown around.

The stanzas are filled.
Love. Lust. Passion.
And the dirtiest of dirty words
Promising.

The guitar is placed.
And the chords are set.
The mood is shaped.
And the tune is built.
The tune is forgotten.
The tune is reinvented.
The chorus is ready.
and so is the bridge.

The voice is sung.
The voice is recorded.
The track is ready.
The melody formed.

The star is famous.
No autographs please.