so busy today but happy
i was driving by highway
i'm thinking holding you
gentle like feather brush
sweet whisper; no rush
sparkling smile on dash
i took a nap with a dream
waking up to give you ring
you were on same strip
so talk as usual til turn left
you let me go leaving magic
with a tint of love-o'matic
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