Dire is the need
A song begs relaying
Fly a chord in vocal sky
Weave you the words
Wings whereon emotions fly
I could knit you a song
You'd wear its warmth
Relish its lines
Words, the cupid's breath forged
Wield by venus and adonis alike
A song I wish to kiss
A heart I hope to sing
Let your tongue kiss a song
And my heart shall sing along.
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