The power I feel, when I stand so close,
To my dream so you, a virtue of desire,
Shall bring a tune to stum the beats,
of a heart that fuels a raging fire,
Tonight let's break the barriers,
Of dusk and dawn, to lay beside this fueled fire,
Holding my hand, just look at me,
And merge in the lines, of our love prior,
Though armed in me, can't see your face,
But feels so right, to be this chase,
As love is to mystery, you are to me,
Not look at each other, but an oceanic gain to flee,
But love, my path is not so easy,
Will take you where these thoughts may seem greasy,
Just like we once, held the one's before,
Is this so true, for you to feel to go for,
To walk you may choose, no matter my fleet,
Of words in a symphony, marching to thine beat,
I know it ain't easy to see thine seat lying empty,
But the faith to be, shall turn the scripts of my deity,
For love is a harmony, to play a name in me a heat,
Your touch is the violin and look my beat,
Struming my veins, gushing blue love,
Providing a space for another soul, to merge and serve,
Touching the notes, highest we've known,
Pulling the lowest and loose, from sad and moan,
Eternal its nature, are these lovely treats,
My Love, for you, are these music sheets playing, our Love Beats....
To my dream so you, a virtue of desire,
Shall bring a tune to stum the beats,
of a heart that fuels a raging fire,
Tonight let's break the barriers,
Of dusk and dawn, to lay beside this fueled fire,
Holding my hand, just look at me,
And merge in the lines, of our love prior,
Though armed in me, can't see your face,
But feels so right, to be this chase,
As love is to mystery, you are to me,
Not look at each other, but an oceanic gain to flee,
But love, my path is not so easy,
Will take you where these thoughts may seem greasy,
Just like we once, held the one's before,
Is this so true, for you to feel to go for,
To walk you may choose, no matter my fleet,
Of words in a symphony, marching to thine beat,
I know it ain't easy to see thine seat lying empty,
But the faith to be, shall turn the scripts of my deity,
For love is a harmony, to play a name in me a heat,
Your touch is the violin and look my beat,
Struming my veins, gushing blue love,
Providing a space for another soul, to merge and serve,
Touching the notes, highest we've known,
Pulling the lowest and loose, from sad and moan,
Eternal its nature, are these lovely treats,
My Love, for you, are these music sheets playing, our Love Beats....
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