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Dancing till midnight….
To the pluck of the guitar,
To the beat of the drums,
To the blow of the trumpets,
Oh I envy how you hold her
Against your chest held so tight,
I envy how you call her sweet names
With every gentle stroke you give her,
I envy the serene look you give her
That very intense look.
I wish you’d do the same to me
I wish you’d give me the same love
But I dance till midnight
As your hands the strings they pluck
And your heart love it pours
To your treasured guitar đŸ˜’t

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Susan Adeka

Susan Adeka

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