April 13, 2011
We make great music together,
Letting the sharps and flats
Of our lives be dismissed,
The heralding overture of our love,
Runs free across the score,
I could not ask,
For better music to play,
Our lives are symphonic,
And mesh together well,
We live in the same key,
But play a different instrument,
They say a piece of music,
Is much like a story,
Our school days sound of a march,
Sad days are a minor key,
Happy days are a major key,
And days spent loving you,
Are my moonlit sonatas.

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