The Song of You

sometimes you get stuck in my mind

like a great song played on repeat

your name crosses my tongue

waiting to be spoken

 

and the song of you

is a beautiful ballad

one that gets me up off my feet

and sends me spinning

 

but a great song on repeat

is bound to get old

and one day, that beautiful tune

will become imunne to my ears

This poem is about: 
Me

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