There are certain songs
That as they play I think of you
Not like I normally would
There are those moments when
Though I have often seen your face
I lose myself within your memory
To dream or not dream
Such a silly question dear
With mind aloft and thoughts of you
The tune is playing now and I
Abandon earthly chores and fly
Circumnavigating my soul
My poetry changes
My eyes are blind
I am held captive in your smile
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