I like this poem, perhaps, because it seems so "historically" romantic to be wooed by song. I loved the line "a little shrill, maybe, a little high, baby", embracing imperfection.

Oh, just one thing: line five. I feel like it would make more sense as "you know..."

aw very cute and sweet... I love it.. the whole idea is cute and the way you describe the voice is great

okay, so i was mistaken, i have a bit more time.

i like your emphasis on sound/music. this is really interesting. it reminds me faintly of Orb and Natasha from "Being a Green Mother." (Natasha is a guy despite his name, Orb is a girl.) it is a good book, and i suggest you try reading it. this poem brings back memories...good poem.

Hey this sounds familiar.

Accoustic guitar,Won't you play for me?

Remember that line? Lol, yeah sure brought back memories... not in a gayish way mind you. In the process of getting a chick.

Anyway, this sounds much better than what you wrote (or tried to). Well done. Of course, i want to see what would happen if you finished that one *points to previously typed half-baked poem*