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We talk in rhyme and verse
Of angels and of dreams
Fools to passion we once were
Knowing we could never be

Dancing with the words
Trying to convey every emotion
As if signing the signature to a letter

Our words hidden in sites of our own
Waiting for reply
Secret lives of lyricists
Dying a little more inside

Days pass, years soon will
Yet your words are captivating
So here is my answer in reply
Now I’ll wait under the night sky

MAH