by Dep

Music sounds
within my ears
trumpets blow
Bugles ring

When she walks near
I believe I could fly
The music sounds
And I drift towards heaven

I feel as if
I am right at home
When she sits by me
holding me tight

I sit and dream
of a future with her
almost a lifetime
of enjoyment

I love you dear
For who you are
Not your music
Nor your hair

Life without you
would be harsh
Without you love
holding me tight

And so
music sounds
I hope it last forever
Just like you and me

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Thank you!