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The melody of thy heart, it talks to me through it’s deep serenading symphony. A melody so sad that it hath become indescribable to me. A melody which only can be produced through my heart of thee. Here in this room lies the body of me, encased in a glass casket made by thee. Laced with barbed wire for no one can see what’s beneath the wire surrounding thee, until you showed up and saved me. If as a whisk of air was pulled from me upon seeing thee. You were not a noble, nor or a prince to be. But still yet a man, a refined one to be. And here I lay in the ball room that once played my serenade, oh for what a bitter sweet tune it had made. Now once washed away in the swishing of gowns and child’s play. A new tune emerged as you joined the floor, cold as ice and silver..lit from the moon that now shined on it’s floor. It is thy melody of thee heart, it’s beats a match with thy rhythm of our dance steps. Smoothly into the night we dance, till no more are present; the moon shining from the window. Will two hearts continue to bloom and blossom under the moon light night along with the sweet dangerous melody of the night?