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Aug 2013
When you spoke
It was like jazz
Deep and pure
Sweet yet simple
Flowing from endless melody
Oh how you raptured me
In just one word...hello
You melted me
Ohh like honey butter
To you I flow
Speak again
My jazz melody

When we met
It was December
Do you remember the music we made
You were as smooth as the blues
An up beat tempo
On my sullen days
The wind blew us into another phase
You spoke the word goodbye
Slow jazz whispered through my ears
Calming down my river of tears
For you I flow
Come again
Help me grow

Hello...goodbye
Sweet whispers
In a jazz melody
You so deep
In me
I'm so true to you
But your goodbye
Makes my brown eyes blue
I'll be blues to you
Down beat slow melody
Strings like bass
Drumming the tears
Streaming down my face
I'll be blues for you
You be jazz to me
Why can't we make a melody?

Make a rhythm so soft
Only the beat knows were we fell off
How your voice spoke to mine
Once in perfect harmony
Our pitch was different this time
Never forget the music we made
For you I flow
It took you leaving me
Me loving you
To help us grow.
Written by
Skyy Blu
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