Chords and words

He forgot a few chords
And I forgot a few words
A poet who can touch the notes
Of worlds melody that floats
It was this song rhyme upon rhyme
Like there was no space or time
Losing our flavor to wine
Writing because he's mine.

He got those hard chords
And I put a lot of words
On my white paper soul
With emotions that roll
In that song of my brain
About faith across pain.

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