Every rhyming syllable sounds
Like it belongs to your name.
My mind, fuzzy with your thoughts,
Constructs, rather concocts
Make-belief realities
As to why I hear your name
Amidst the clamor of thousand voices.
Heart, well, it fares a little better,
Confessing to the crime
Of having fallen for you.
Head on.
Like it belongs to your name.
My mind, fuzzy with your thoughts,
Constructs, rather concocts
Make-belief realities
As to why I hear your name
Amidst the clamor of thousand voices.
Heart, well, it fares a little better,
Confessing to the crime
Of having fallen for you.
Head on.
Very powerful images.
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