One of his headphones in my ear,
the smell of his skin
floating so very near;
the world around us still spins,
but nothing can disturb
the blissful state I'm in.
Three days later, music blasts,
we sway to the beat,
God, please let this last!
The world around us may still spin,
but nothing will disturb
the blissful state I'm in.
Conversations on the phone,
his voice an assurance
that my heart's not alone.
I don't care if the world still spins,
nothing can disturb
the ecstatic state I'm in!
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