If
22 years ago when i was 22 and you were 44
could we have had the same dream
the same heart
the same feelings on a dance floor
could not Cyrano teach me to score
me,the man in the iron mask
on the other side of the door
could not Shakespere live just once more
and render a sonnet that would open that door
then i would beacon Orpheous to sing
of the love he lost in Hades forever more
it is to hear a song so sweet
a short verse so compleat
with a feeling so neat
that i would sweep you off your feet
then we would dine at loves feast
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