You can make, my heart, beating,
Cause your voice, is the notes to my ears.
I don't know what to do, if my heart ever start, bleeding,
All because, you leaving is one of my fears.
So, let's make, our love, a duet,
And people applause, though they know it isn't the end.
So, strong that, I would play it on speaker, than a headset,
And everyone will know, our love isn't pretend.
You are, the music of my life.
The reason, of my body, dancing with energy.
To be with you, even after the afterlife.
The reason, why I love you, like I did yesterday.
I will stay with you, even if, our love changes.
Even if, the music is major, or minor.
It is, a lot of, multiple of phases.
That makes it, so like, a red fire.
YOU ARE READING
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