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Your words

Weave poetry inside my head,

Ballerinas twirling landscapes

Which envelop and enthrall,

Dreamscapes nostalgia-drenched

And hope-kissed,

A music soaked canvas

Of swirling guitars and mandolins,

Melodious swelling organs

And basses that roll like thunder,

Infectious like a love-plague,

Inducing a trance from which

I’ll never wish to leave,

Clouds which close behind me

And hold me in the world of

Your words.

 

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