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YOU'RE THINKING BY NOW

THAT NOBODY LOVES YOU,

AND FROM YOUR HURTING

SOUL,

COMES SAD THE HUNTING SOUND

OF FLUTES AND VIOLINS.



AND YOUR LOVE SOUNDS

I HEAR THEM IN THE WIND,

SO CLEAR TO ME LIKE WINDCHIMES,

AND SULTRY THE MUSE OF YOUR

LOVE CHARMS



THAT COME AND GO WITH YOU,

LIKE MELTED DEWDROPS OF GOLD AND

SILVER,

UNSEEN BY ALL AND FROM HUMAN

EYES



GATHERED TOGETHER IN ANGEL DUST,

BY THE LOVE FAIRIES,

THAT HAD BLESSED YOUR LIFE FROM

THE BEGINNING,

WITH GREAT LOVES.



YOUR LOVERS SEEM TO FADE AWAY

IN THE SOFT SOUNDS THAT MAKES THE

NIGHTS,

AND IN THE GENTLE WIND THERE'S  A

RAPSODY IN BLUE,



WITH IRISES AND ROSES IN  FULL BLOOM

THAT PLAYS WITH LOVE AND OPEN DEVOTION,

STILL MY LOVE TO YOU,

IN THE WHITE SILENT OF THE WIND



THAT BRINGS YOU BACK TO ME,

IN THE SWEET SOUNDS OF WINDCHIMES AND

VIOLINS,

TO RESIDE FOREVER IN  YOUR HEART OF GLASS.





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