Shadows of the grills
Mushy smell of the rooms
Tales of an age gone by
Uncertainty of the day that looms
Slow hum of the player
Plays the eternal tune
Transports me to a different age
Makes me want to croon
Drawing you closer, Clasping our hands
For we about to start, The eternal love dance
Faces closer, I can feel your breath
Makes me stronger, for the impending death
Age is a number, younger I feel
Years gone by, heart beats for you
Whisper into your ears, away I sing
The sweetest sound that is.. I love you..
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