Me and Lily near the fireplace...

It's night...I'm in the wooden house, sitting in a soft-comfortable armchair near the fireplace, and the burning woods are making some terrific sounds. And right besides me, on the other armchair is "sitting" my guitar...Lily... I call her Lily, now she is so quiet, in the silence she is listening to the burning sounds and enjoying it...The white side of her now is kind of orange and red because of the fire... Between us there is a small table, on it... a bottle of whiskey and 2 glasses...one for me, and one for her...yes her, not Lily, but her...Lily(my guitar) never saw her but gave me many songs about her...oh yes She...she whom I love like insane, She who loves me in the same way and always is with me...She, who is so kind, sweet, pure and beautiful...She's my miracle, but now...She's not here, Lily is here... I'm speaking to myself, slowly drinking the whiskey and looking at the fire...All I hear is the fire, lights are off, but the room is bright. I again take a look at Lily...Fender Squier Telecaster Thinline Vintage, black and white...That's just a brief introduction about Lily. I remember when I first played on Lily, it was on winter, just like now...I was in the shop, looking for a new guitar for me...I tried many guitars there Les Paul, Fender Stratocasters and another Telecasters, but my Lily was the best...soft neck, great sound... What I think or know is that, Lily is full of blues and tremolos... Lily likes when I play Blues, actually I play blues all the time, Lily also likes when I play Classic Rock, or Neo-Classical or sometimes Jazz...She plays no bad music... Lily is like talking to me...her terrific look just makes me play again and again... She gave me many songs...our own songs...I can't count how many times Lily helped me, how many times she just made my worries go away, she can just make me forget all the problems when I play... We had many bad and good days, and Lily helped me a lot... She can just solve my problems, I can make new songs by the help of Lily...my bad mood and worries are just disappearing when I play on her...I can talk all the day long about Lily..."Right Lily?"...She didn't answer but her looks says everything I need...Her look...silent but meanwhile so Loud!  I finish my whiskey... Turing on the amp taking Lily, I must play...I'm fixing the effects and starting the Blues... From Clapton to SRV, from SRV To BB King, from BB King to everyone else...Hendrix, Blackmore, Albert King, and in the end I come to my again...I play my own songs...Every single sound of Lily now is just touching my soul..."Haha"...Lily.
I'm playing already maybe for an hour...It's time to sleep Lily...But, I'm lazy to go upstairs...So I'm going to sleep here...in the big room besides Lily... Good night Lily...good night... I kiss my guitar , take a look again and close my eyes...But I open my eyes again, and here is what I see...