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Sung in perfect harmony
to express the way
her appreciation in song
expressions and directions
curved to music
crooned to song
a tenor's rendition
of a baritones affair
she stopped to smooth-out her hair
a glare to the crowd
she smirked than moved closer
only to see who she had sought to see
she sang to him
some said he would be invisible
she seduced him to coax him to her
she repositioned her world
to make him understand
wast then must we be?
lovers he smiled looking towards her
lover's,
without your husbands distraction
might we be lover's.
she smiled and answered no.
than spoke of men wanting more than they could have.
she kissed him and told him
no, and left him there wanting someone who refused him.
the soprano's heard this and sung to calm his tensions
"love is for lovers: those who look upon lovers are observers'
he sang, his observations were than wasted, might she allow her
subordinates to replace her?
one songstress stood to answer, than loved he would be,
that she would now serenade him.
from the cruelness of the songstress,
a woman rises to make perfect a night he thought had been wasted.
then might you again believe in love
that I might love you,
believe in me thru my song.
believe in me throught my song!

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