On a vellum page
There's no fiction within love far as the feeling is comprised
Don't know for certain, but it seems a true fairytale (surprised?)
Wrapped in this cocoon, two notes pressed on a vellum page
The finest to compose couldn't play our song; for a kings wage
In keys, so somber you flow throughout my melodies
A duet we are of the souls simple subliminal memories
Every moment of you, I find in time is this, now so comforting
When we meet in the next life, I hope you'll be my everything
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