Daily musing, and picture cruising
But dreams only happen when we sleep
Those memories we both replay and keep
A distinct strum, a deep bass
Play it Daddy…
Play it like you mean it
My finger swirls, in yours
Combined and intertwined
A good life, indeed
Our love, a beating stampede
Cracking ribcages
Proving to us that our mutual desire assuages
Our mutual desire,
An uncontrollable fire,
Laying clear a path for our new life.
For from the flames,
Of what can’t be tamed,
We’ll craft and form our new life.
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