As the trumpet plays

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The melodious sound

Of a forlorn trumpet

Sounding out at night

Dreaming of you my winsom friend

Sitting with me under the moon

Wondering what will happen in the end

The fascination of your smile

The lingering words in my mind I file

So I can keep and maintain memories of you

And still I hear the trumpets meandering tune

And the night seems to be full of the blues

Yet the colourful lights carry me off too

A place of happiness and a living mood

Music is always dancing within my soul

It has the ability to take control

Before losing me in a spiritual flow

That heightens my dreams and love of you in truth

And meanwhile as we are entwined and embrace

Under the stars we hear the trumpet as it still plays

And in its notes and its rhymes

I sense that this is much more than fantasy time.

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