Your music
When it hits me
Is like
A breath of fresh air
Crisp
Like winter's kiss
Lovely
Like morning's arising
Warm
Emulating summer's eve
Just for me
And in return
I'm all yours
Melodies
That find their way
Underneath it all
And as you near me
My heart beats triplets
Your sound
Arose the once dormant laid
Writer within me
Lazarus has come forth
And now
It's time to finish
What was already established
In me
Thank you
For your movement
Many thanks
For your move on me.
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