You are my work of art. An awesome thing in my heart. You cast a shadow over my troubles. Never a load on my shoulders. Like jazz and blues you have the cool to make the boys cry. Spread your love like a fever, I can't get the temperature down. You give me butterflies and bluebirds. We go down. You make me dream of purple twilight, fireflies and a beautiful sky.
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