True Love

March 19, 2009
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You're like music playing in my head Everywhere I go from day to day. I try a door and think of you instead, Not knowing where I am or what I'll say. I live in a secret embrace, Hugging the sweet thought that you are mine. Walking through the beach I caress your face, Not caring if there's rain or bright sunshine. The cause must be, of course, our love is new It can go on like this for years and years. Yet such talk seems fantasy to me The world may be a dream but to me you are reality.

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