You with, I rejoice with my arms cross
Around your soft waist with warm love thus
Fondly you around so well I toss.
With music to our hearts, dear and plus,
Waltzing on a bright ground with high gloss.
Time to ourselves so nice, is no dross
That you and I is worth all the fuss.
We waltz with love that comes at no loss.
Our oneness none so ever can muss.
We keep on till when night is to doss.
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