For Michelle


Our eyes touched--
Together,
Our hearts created a symphony
A single beat played by an orchestra--
Eternally.
Our music,
Our beat,
Our love is the instrument.
Our love is the rhythm.
Our love is the melody.
Our beat,
Our music,
Our love--
Eternally!

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