following the sound of a melodic tone, enjoying its sensitivity and the acoustics of its moan. its falsetto rubs me the right way; using euphony to explain what I have to say.
I am a hopeless romantic; I’ll cuddle with it a little, I may even give my bed subtle lap dance. its the soothing sound of love that pulls me into a trance. I’m spoiling myself with a few classic, because music was made to feel everlasting…
Europa's Space Of Poetry 
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