Ode to love


I lay in bed,
ruminating deeds of times to come.

The Rhapsody you and I will create,
will always remain in our hearts.

Every melody will speak of us
every lyrics will write of our fate.

Our songs will be on repeat,
Our heart will dance to every beat that pops out.

Our mind will feel the gentle breeze of love,
We will hold each other tight till the end of time.

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