Us

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My hands start to shake
when my eyes get into
Touch with yours.
Everything gets warm and mellow,
My heart starts to rumble
And dance against
My chest only for you.
Our love is a lullaby to my soul,
I'd wish for this love song never to stop.
It's a young melody in spring
Making everything 
seem
yellow and beaming.

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