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Music to My Ears
Sitting here quietly beside you
My ear against your soft, beating heart,
The sweet sax of Paul Desmond
Floating around us as in a trance,
As our thoughts drift beyond the room, and float
Out over the rooftops, silent-
So silent the now moves beyond us,
So silent, the clouds barely breathe,
So silent, our lives, full with the
Tunes and harmonies of love, our
Hands entwined, silent in their grip, hidden,
Our thoughts, calm, steady, predictable
With their intertwined digressions, the beat
In your heart kissing my ear, silently.
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