On sweet music, such as was made last night,
Fires my passions and gives love to ignite.
Your supple beautiful form in my arms,
Banishes the greys and keeps us from harms.
Your impassioned lips upon my mine,
move softly and speak volumes in mime.
Your words are like a gentle breeze.
carrying cool wind through hot trees.
With your supportive hand in my hand,
we set out together across this land.
On an adventure without any end,
let us to old wounds amend.
M:
I walked around dry as a bone
Till you called and started the rain,
I’m now drowning in my love for you
Yet beautifully sustained.
Thank you, my love.
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