A waltz around the moon,
A mile at a time.
A stage dive to my heart,
The pain is so divine.
Love struck like an arrow.
Apollo guides the missile,
To the Achilles heel of my own.
The weakness of love,
It’s the strength I Love best.
Nothing to break it,
But if Love lost and left.

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