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01/02/11
Our Music
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What you and I are experiencing, In this time of ours, Is emblematic, symbolic, archetypal, A syncopation of our lives, Nothing less than a rhapsody of our two souls, Playing in the key of timelessness.
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Tonight, at French 75, Ensconced in a burgundy-leather banquette, Our bodies reverberating To Mike Hamilton's guitar and piano, Transfixed by the mystical vibrations Emanating from his improvisatory rhythms, phrasings, We intermingle fingers, gently hold hands, Across the table from each other, And we know we're not lost In the space separating us, Rather suspended In the perpetual entwining of our intimacy, In the infancy of our affections' tender immensity, Which composes the score of our souls As the cosmos weaves its harmonies Into the strings and keys that release our love.
01/02/11
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