You laid on my chest,
Counting the beats,
While I counted yours.
Waiting,
Hoping you’d say,
See? They beat the same.
Summoning Magic: A Gypsy's Tale
Tales of Love, Adventure & Poetry Undefined
You laid on my chest,
Counting the beats,
While I counted yours.
Waiting,
Hoping you’d say,
See? They beat the same.
Summoning Magic: A Gypsy's Tale 
Sweet poem and music Brooke, with interesting lyrics that seem to counter the feeling tone of both.
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Thanks, love. You are exactly right-a moment of bittersweet contrasts. I’m still waiting, impatiently, for the day (and all that follow) that the sweet moments are disproportionately more abundant than the bitter ones. H & S.
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I hear you and know the feeling. I hope love finds you soon. 🙂
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It will, as it will for you. The stars are aligning, I’m sure of it. ☺️✨❤️
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Thank you Brooke! ☺️✨❤️
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A familiar sentiment and a lovely piece of music to match. Have you head the original version of this song by The Knife? SO different from this one but still good all it’s own.
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It was lovely- rare, beautiful, and heartbreaking, all at the same time.
I haven’t heard the original! I will check it out now….always love to be led back to the source. And thank you for taking the time to read and comment. 🙂
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Seriously love this one, B. Once again, I am in awe of your brilliance and heart. You are a star.
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Nice
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Glad you like. 🙂
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