I feel it like the war drums of the natives

A bird trapped in the cage of my ribs

Like the music at a late night party

Guiding the rhythm of my hips

I feel I'm going to burst


My heart feels the beat of its partner

All I can hear is the sympathy of your voice

Some unknown spirit guides me to you

Free will is no longer a choice

I feel I’m going to burst


The world is getting slower now

You are all I want to see and hear

This is the moment my final hour

Before you leave me my dear

So finally I burst and say the words

“I Love You”


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