You Are The Music That Plays In My Heart
A Love Poem
This is a poem for my Texas Rose which I know she will love. She makes me so happy
The song I have chosen is “I Dreamed Last Night” by Justing Hayward and John Lodge, Bluejays..
❤️🎵🎶❤️🎶🎵❤️
Each Word You Say, A Note To Your Song
Yes They Stay With Me When We Are Apart
A Second Without You Is Far Too Long
You Are The Music That Plays In My Heart
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Your Smile Is A Beautiful Melody
Your Switch Touch Is A Gorgeous Symphony
Holding You Hand, A Delightful Chorus
With So Much Delight and Love Before Us
❤️🎶🎵❤️
Let’s Play All Those Songs That We Love So Much
You make My Heart Sing When I Feel Your Touch
Our Time Together Is Time in Heaven
And Your Sweet Voice Is That of An Angel
Our Music Means We Are Never Apart
You Are The Music That Plays In My Heart
❤️🎵🎶❤️🎶🎵❤️
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This was so sweet and beautifully romantic!
This was just so tender and sweet :) I loved it!