FINE TUNE, Carl T

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There’s only one fine tune,

there’s only one like you.

How about money for a life,

how about a kiss in between a fight,

your best dress, that sundress,

your beautiful face, beyond the mirage,

your never tied laces, from the mirage,

your pure face, at dawn, as reflected on the kitchen  faucet,

your splendid gaze at dusk, as seen before the offset,

 

Thoughts of happiness,

a preview of a perfect life,

visions, images of a country cabin in the winter,

In my right hand a rainbow bouquet,

on my chest, your magnificent face,

with my left hand I fondle your breast,

 

That in the midst of this cold and mist,

the heat from our hearts would suffice,

that within all this wars and strife, our love would arise.

Carl T

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