I had visions of late nights

With you seated in my comfy chair,

Belting out improvised blues, while

I loosely strum the 12 bars and 3 chords

That tell my life’s story.

We would create

Passionate songs about love and lust

Building a unique rhythm

Formed only by us.

Like two dreamers

Who melt into a single fantasy.

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