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the Muse and the Mate

Let's bind our voices harmoniously          
Paint the prism in my heart together with your symphony          
It's the song of two angels fallen down from grace          
Through the ice cold darkness of silent inner-space          
Landing on a piano, banging my ivory keys          
Thank Heaven I fell gazing into your ebony eyes          
Strapping on a slide guitar over my broken wing          
I went down plucking on your quivering G string          
Playing a hard rock solo on your harmonic spot          
Repeating my refrain with guitar licks that just won't stop          
When you played the flute so hot my ear drums burned to ash          
But when your lips blow on the sax I feel my cymbals crash          
You've got my bass string humming deeper than Hell's Bells in sin          
Yet still I rise up higher to compose the hymn I long to sing          
You're strumming my chords and chanting our fateful tune          
As I'm bleeding the last verse in hope your faithful heart will swoon          
Let's stay forever in this dulcet feeling you fell in with me          
Give birth to our love poetry while we sing in the same key          
Reciting the final five letters you crafted so carefully          
Collaborating a duet forming the notes that spell out FAMILY
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