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Feb 2012
The music started softly,
As if every note designed,
To un-tang-le the twisted web,
Embedded in my mind.
'Til my heart,.. alone, remained,
A single strand,...and the song,
Bursting forth with every key,
While the tempo urged it on.
A sweet mel-o-dy,... to clear a path,
From your eyes to mine;... a glance.
Rhythm matching outstretched hand,
As our souls began to dance.
The warmth of you was all I felt,
My essence,... your eyes caressed,
Spirits swaying shamelessly,
As naked as undressed.
A perfect orchestration,
Pre-destined for so long,
Twas' never a sweeter ballad heard,
Than the one where I belong.
deanena tierney
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deanena tierney  47/F
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