i watched you from the hallway... i was in another room.
your trickle of imagination began to shift and bloom.
the words that found no tongue or lips did penetrate my mind,
and the song i sang to your acoustic twang was in my head confined.
but something slowly lifted, like the rising of the moon,
and soon i smiled, a girl beguiled by your lovely, haunting tune.
you were sitting in a corner, i was draped about a chair.
if heav'n had looked upon me, perhaps you knew that i was there.
your fingers danced and made me feel how lucky it would be,
were i the strings you played upon, and the song you made was me.
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