Here, then, is a song of chance,
of rock and roll, and real romance.
And oh,
the way your heart pumps harder,
when you dance.
These past few days have found me dressed in preview,
summer's pinks and khakis, inappropriate to season,
and, in few days time to be laid back in tomorrow box,
with knowing nods, and see you soons.
My guitar plays louder and faster these days,
drowning, finally, the barbs still hurled,
by lovers lost.
My hi-road shoes tap dance on top of your
jejune jerking, ladies! My wizened eyes smile,
it's okay! Fill your hearts!
For so will I!
I have learned to see the sun, through even
grayest of clouded sky.
I love you, fireball, me and moon, we are
your mirror, your faithful friend.
Thanky.
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