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Hired first as your band's assistant
Adonis with bonus warmest manner
Smile left me gooey, I couldn't resist it
Fluent guitar fingers sparked my enamour

Liasing with music gurus was realms apart
From routine of home, single Mom of two
Denham and Stella dominated my heart
Guiltily adoring your skill relit my fuse

Abuzz, boosted with paving your success 
Pay was good, job required alert all hours
Your gigs displayed sensitive guitar caress
Same arms strumming me, dreams' allowance 

Two absorbing years pumped by, our flirting 
Nothing beyond colleague banter, fluttered 
A wild bird caged, when we spoke, chest hurting
You must have seen my calm stance shudder

Caley, lead singer, recieved your larva glances
Sparring, sharing, stage gelicnite, heat between 
Sent me psycho inside with torturous answers
My head flamed with ways to change the scene

Directives from my desperate heart removed her
Caley departed for solo signed fame and fortune
Becoming your leading lady, insane improvement 
Manic practice of your songs, I'd mastered the tunes

Studio and stages welcomed my aroused aroma
Kids freaked out to see me sing, their celebrity
Our first kiss stung beyond dreams dim chroma
Had to grab the mic stand, surprised, to steady me 

You embraced role of step dad to Stella and Denham
Ten months of heaven left me pinching myself 
Booked out demand band on the rise, entire kingdom 
Roamed golden, until my mother needed my help 

Diagnosed with late stage lymphoma, given six months
You tenderly held me, understood the wretched choice
Interstate move meant no room for song performance 
Leaving you felt like my throat had extracted my voice

We dined, ahead of imminent goodbye, opposite pier
Sticky tape secured me, rib tight reason pleaded stay
Wander to moon cascading baby powder beach, ears
Made music from solo cricket penetrating our dismay 

Harbour's harlequin peach sparkle, distant lights on irked ink
Gossiped my departure was years away, albeit next week
" Let's make light at the end of this tunnel, what d'you think?" 
You wanted us to have a baby, I floated - unable to speak

Our succumb to love's lurching purpose, spontaneity scorched
Rise of my body's rhythms above your rigidity, face consumed
In longing for me, propelled my energy as climax approached 
Damply hung reliant on your shoulder, my fickle faith renewed
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