What Mozart Can Teach About Love

You are the music of my heart,

Each beat mistaken for a murmur,

By every tone-deaf stethoscope,

But I hear the melody.

 

Your tuning harmonizes with mine,

Making the very scales jealous,

Of our song; the quarter and,

Half notes lifting off each sheet.

 

The bass of your vascular organ,

Speaks to my clef; the treble chambers,

In my heart pump along to the sound,

Of our very own cardio symphony.

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