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Are you sure You're not a musician? You've struck a chord within me A tightening tension A violin bow with fresh rosin Drug across a string to sing A welcoming friction Note of pure joy If I didn't know any better I'd swear You were A world renowned composer You've made sweet music of my love It's penetrated my body and mind You've brought upon me A kind of symphony I never imagined I could find Like it Your every movement Is a motion of Your majesty Each phrase is a graceful melody What I heard before was loneliness I listened time and again Over and over Until You swept in and changed the key and Played for me a masterpiece It sounds great When You arpeggiate Your adulation for We Every interval an integral Part of Our pleasure One by one Each note an ode to Us Ascending the scales of Our hearts We both intertwine Like a divine hymn sung by angels In a church built by fond feelings and Free of devils We will sing Our song To the open sky Letting all who hear know why We were meant for each other You are and Will always be My Conductor of comfort
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Apr 30, 2013
Apr 30, 2013 at 4:44 PM UTC
-Conductor Of Comfort-
Are you sure You're not a musician? You've struck a chord within me A tightening tension A violin bow with fresh rosin Drug across a string to sing A welcoming friction Note of pure joy If I didn't know any better I'd swear You were A world renowned composer You've made sweet music of my love It's penetrated my body and mind You've brought upon me A kind of symphony I never imagined I could find Like it Your every movement Is a motion of Your majesty Each phrase is a graceful melody What I heard before was loneliness I listened time and again Over and over Until You swept in and changed the key and Played for me a masterpiece It sounds great When You arpeggiate Your adulation for We Every interval an integral Part of Our pleasure One by one Each note an ode to Us Ascending the scales of Our hearts We both intertwine Like a divine hymn sung by angels In a church built by fond feelings and Free of devils We will sing Our song To the open sky Letting all who hear know why We were meant for each other You are and Will always be My Conductor of comfort
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rose-alley
28/F/American
Apr 30, 2013
Apr 30, 2013 at 4:44 PM UTC
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