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Feb 2013
Listen to the music coming from the violin.
Listen to the music coming from the oboe.
Listen.
Listen very closely as the music flow.

Listen to the symphony of love.
As the musicians plays.
Who cannot enjoy the orchestra in full bloom?

As I dance with you around the room.

Never did I imagine us being this close.
We was totally opposite when we first met.
But you grew on me.
And I grew on you.

So, listen to the symphony plays our favorite song.
As I dance with you around the room.

We making harmony.
We making love with our minds.
As the symphony plays behind us.
As I dance with you around the room.

To the cha cha, I'm dancing.
To the fox trot, I'm dancing.
To whatever comes to mind.
We're doing it.

As we enjoy the moment after saying, I do.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
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