If my pulse was music
then my heartbeat would be jazz
but it's not...
So I found this dance by chance
playing a game of kiss and tell in aunt Nini's bedroom.
I became a fairy bride's groom
to the marriage of true minds
as I sat, love struck
exchanging glances with "eyes wide shut".
Sweet mischief pumped up my funk
like a hormonical revolution taking my heart by surprise
as I began to realize
how beautiful a young man's heartbeat sounds
when he finds love.
Listening to the radio in the early hours of the morning,thugs,dogs and siraens on the back ground. Love carries ny mind to a better place,a world where everything is ink-operated,my sanctuary,
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