• A (my) Love Song (to you)

    by  • March 30, 2016 • * Safe for Work *, Soulmate • 0 Comments

    Your heart is a music-box, dearest!
    With exquisite tunes at command,
    Of melody sweetest and clearest,
    If tried by a delicate hand;
    But its workmanship, love, is so fine,
    At a single rude touch it would break;
    Then, oh! be the magic key mine,
    Its fairy-like whispers to wake.
    And there ’s one little tune it can play,
    That I fancy all others above,—
    You learned it of Cupid one day,—
    It begins with and ends with “I love!” “I love!”
    My heart echoes to it “I love!”

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