our music

sing me songs of
light through the pines,
couples holding hands,
big billowing clouds

play my soul
like an instrument of love,
push me down a trill
jump on my staccato

hum sweet melodies
into my ear and fill the
quiet ebbs with flows
of kisses from
your sweet mouth

wind up my music box heart,
lay your head on my chest
and listen as it strums out
songs of our love

… GLB

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