...teps, so close, rested
On the bank of pianist poise, I dreamed
I dreamed the melody with the pulp of the fingers nimble ...
I stroked each key, binary colors .. Fragile!
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When you arrive, engaging smile of tenderness
Melodic feel on the lips "pianette" burning
The touch of your hand, gentle love, hot
The two hands, played the melody bubbly!
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Then dance to the music imaginary
Elegant, cute: you are kings, without
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